“Could it truly not harm the internal organs?” Lucinda replied.
For a moment, she stared at him without saying anything.
Realizing that she wouldn’t get any more answers from him tonight, Lucinda decided to ask Graham about it tomorrow since it was something from the War Lab.
She sat back on the edge of the bed, a look of dissatisfaction on her face.
“You’re not honest. You lied to me a few times tonight because of this wound,” she said, her voice tinged with irritation.
Seeing that she seemed to believe him, Nathaniel let out a sigh of relief.
“Are you angry?” he asked.
Lucinda didn’t respond. Instead, she turned her face away from him, her expression icy cold.
It was evident that she was genuinely angry and wanted nothing to do with him at the moment.
Despite this, Nathaniel didn’t stood up. Still on his knees, he inched closer to her, took her hand in his, and placed it against his abdomen.
He then said in a soothing voice, “I know I was wrong, but it’s not serious. I understand you don’t want to owe me anything, and I didn’t tell you because I don’t want you to feel guilty. I didn’t mean to keep it from you. Please don’t be mad at me. You can even touch my abs.”
“Who gives a damn about your abs?” she scoffed.
Withdrawing her hand, Lucinda glared at him intently.
“In that case… you can have the belt. Why don’t you take out your anger on me and give me a beating?” he suggested.
Nathaniel shot her a charming grin.
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But Lucinda only gave him a passing glance.
She knew she had to put him in his place today or else it would bother her endlessly.
With determination, she held out her hand and demanded, “Give me your belt.”
Nathaniel didn’t hesitate to unbutton the metal buckle and hand over the belt, aware of what was about to happen. He turned his back to her, bracing himself up.
She held the belt with a tight grip, folded it and raised it high, ready to whip his injured back.
However, as she was about to move the belt, her eyes caught the burn mark on his back.
The wound looked awful. It was impossible not to notice it.
It was a reminder that Nathaniel had gotten hurt trying to protect her. Else, it would have been her who was injured.
Suddenly, Lucinda felt conflicted. Her wrist felt heavy as if a mysterious force was holding her back.