As Emyr helped Aiden inside the villa, the butler appeared with a worry-stricken face. "Emyr, this —" He was about to ask but Emyr shook his head against it, signaling a silent warning.
The butler was confused but remained silent. Stepping aside, he allowed them to enter. However, the moment he saw Arwen, his eyes twinkled with surprise.
Arwen noticed that gaze but she couldn’t decipher the emotions behind it. Her brows furrowed, not understanding why the man was looking at her as if he knew her from before. Did he know her? She didn’t remember meeting him before.
She would have tried to jog back in her memory, but just then, she heard Emyr: "Madam, what next should I do?"
Arwen, remembering the situation, let go of her curiosity and quickly walked into what felt like the living room. Approaching Aiden, she looked at his shoulder, which was now drenched in blood. "It’s bleeding so much. Are you sure it’s just a small scratch and nothing more?"
Aiden glanced at his shoulders, "I am fine," he said, then turning to Emyr, he signalled something, at which Emyr nodded.
Arwen noticed that small interaction between them. Just as Emyr walked forward, her voice halted him.
"Mr. Ethan, stay where you are and don’t move until I tell you."
Emyr was taken aback. While his steps obeyed his command, his mind struggled to decide still couldn’t whom to follow first. His boss had given him an order, but the lady had overridden it.
Aiden stared at Arwen and was about to speak, but Arwen cut him off. "Don’t think of escaping now. I might have agreed to your request of not visiting the hospital for the treatment, but definitely, I am not letting you handle this wound on your own," she said, crossing her arms on her chest.
Then, turning to Emyr, she requested, "Now, you can step forward and help him remove his shirt. We need to check his wound."
Emyr nodded at once and walked towards Aiden. His spine felt as though it might snap under Aiden’s cold gaze, but his didn’t falter. As he drew closer, he whispered softly to his boss, "Sir, your wife is fiercer than you. I can’t dare disobey her."
Suddenly, Emyr felt the dread in the air dissipating. He didn’t understand it at first, but then he looked at his boss, who seemed far more relaxed than before.. The warning in Aiden’s eyes had disappeared.
’Did I say something to coo the dragon?’ Emyr wondered. The answer he arrived at unsettled him. Could it be because I praised his wife’s authority? He felt a little dizzy at the sweet rush of realization but knew he would have to brace himself for more of these moments in future.
"You better not delay, unless you are ready to face her fierce side," Aiden said calmly, to which Emyr furrowed his brows in confusion.
But all his confusion was quickly cleared up when Arwen spoke next. "Mr. Ethan, is there a problem? If there is, I think we should find someone else to handle this."
Emyr shook his head immediately and quickly got down to business. "Sorry, Madam, I just thought there might be something wrong with Sir’s wound. Anyway, we will see better once we remove the shirt," he said simply trying to dodge the bullet. He had no idea his small comment would only amplify Arwen’s worry.
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