149 - Betrayed The Love

I looked at his right leg, which was immobilized. The trousers he was wearing were torn, revealing a terrible bruise around his calf, and a lump.

“Hilbert, wait a minute. We have to treat your wounds first!” I squealed, releasing his still-tight embrace on me.

His smile was rewarded for my anxiety. His fingers reached out to my pale cheeks, then stroked gently

“Don't worry. This wound is nothing compared to seeing you leave me,” he said with forced smile.

My heart felt like it was being squeezed by fingers full of wounded thorns. It hurts, and it aches. His words, which were carried with a genuine and light smile, made my guilt rise even higher in my chest.

Hilbert... he was discussing my escape. Unlike our last meeting at David's mansion, his demeanor this time was calm and peaceful.

However, that was what made me feel even more guilty. I realized how much I had selfishly and wrongly left him without an agreement.

“Wait. You still need to be treated. Come here, hold me back. I'll hel