Chapter 295 A Belt
Victoria couldn't bring herself to meet Alexander's gaze. A palpable distance stretched between them, yet Alexander was struggling to maintain his self-control. His eyes were drawn to her flushed cheeks, and he yearned to press his lips against hers. A mere embrace was not enough to satiate his desire."Victoria, people don't hug from such a distance," Alexander gently chided, reigning in his longing.Victoria's embarrassment deepened. She wanted to meet his gaze, but fear held her back. Even the slightest proximity to him left her breathless. She tried to plead with him through her eyes, begging him to let her go this time. Alexander was on the verge of releasing her, her proximity stirring a restlessness within him.Victoria heard his sigh of resignation before Alexander took the initiative, pulling her into his embrace."Victoria, this is how a proper hug feels," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm.Victoria could feel the heat radiating from his body, seeping into her skin, setting her aflame. And he...After what felt like an eternity, the driver returned to the vehicle.Alexander, still holding Victoria, instructed, "Drive us to the hospital."Victoria attempted to extricate herself from his hold but to no avail. She looked at him, confusion etching her features, "Why are we going to the hospital?""To see a doctor about possible scar removal surgery," Alexander replied, his grip on her hand firm. He hadn't forgotten his promise."I understand," Victoria replied, making another futile attempt to free herself from his hold.But Alexander tightened his grip, "Don't move. Leander already knows you're my wife."A heavy silence filled the car. Victoria froze, her body rigid with shock.The mere act of stepping into the hospital filled her with unease. It was here that her parents had been pronounced dead.Victoria stole a glance at the man beside her. His figure was as tall and commanding as ever, but he was no longer the person she once knew. She had thought him to be a simple, exceptional young man.Now, in Ankenra, everyone knew that the newly appointed CEO of the Harrington Company was ruthless and cunning. Despite being in his late twenties, he had become an enigma.Victoria followed him silently into the dermatologist's office. The doctor examined her injuries, his brow furrowing instinctively. He then asked, "How did this happen?"The sight of such a large scar on her delicate skin suggested a blunt, wide object had caused it."It was a rope. I was a victim of a home invasion," Victoria quickly interjected, not wanting the doctor to jump to conclusions.The doctor's brow remained furrowed as he turned to look at Alexander, who stood beside Victoria."You won't need scar removal surgery. If you apply the prescribed medicine properly, the scar should heal," the doctor said, scribbling a prescription.Victoria's phone rang at that moment, and she stepped outside to answer the call. Alexander watched her from the doorway, his gaze following her as she moved into the hallway. He then turned back to the doctor and asked, "How is it?"
"It's unlikely that the scar will fully heal. But with time and proper care, it should become less noticeable. However, I don't believe it was caused by a rope," the doctor voiced his suspicion."Then what caused it?" Alexander asked.
"I can only confirm that it wasn't a rope. As for what it was, if even you don't know, how am I supposed to?" the doctor said.
Alexander remained silent, his disdainful gaze fixed on the doctor."It could have been something like a belt used to bind her wrists," the doctor speculated.But would a burglar who used a belt to bind someone's hands have only robbery in mind?They both knew the situation was far more complex than she had described.After hearing the doctor's words, Alexander remained silent. When Victoria returned, he cautioned, "Don't mention this in front of her."
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