Chapter 69

Her face changed instantly. She reached out, touched his neck, and asked with a frown, "What happened to your neck? Did someone grab you?" Fraser was mid-sip of his soup and nearly choked when he heard that. Yeah, someone had grabbed him. Back when he pinned Bellamy against the door, her hands had been wrapped tight around his neck. No wonder it had felt sore-it was because of her. This little menace didn't hold back at all! If he'd known, he wouldn't have let her off so easily. Fraser's expression darkened, a mix of frustration and suppressed anger flickering in his eyes. Marianne noticed the change and cautiously probed, "Seriously, who did this to you? That's not just a scratch-this looks like someone tried to kill you!" The word "kill" hit him right in the gut. He set his soup down, taking a breath to calm himself. "Mrs. Blake, it's nothing. Just a bruise, some ointment and it'll fade. I'm heading to my room now, and thanks for the soup. You should rest early, you don't need to go