Caden Reginald was incredibly fast, returning to their small villa in no time.
"Does it hurt? Hmm?" Caden Reginald laid her on the bed, his dark eyes locked on her, his voice so gentle it seemed to flow like water.
Seraphina Ashworth leaned against the headboard and gave him a faint smile. "It doesn't hurt. Don't worry."
As she spoke, she reached out to smooth his furrowed brow. 'I hate seeing him frown. I love seeing him happy.'
'I know the extent of my own injuries. I didn't just fail to break through my bottleneck—I suffered internal injuries. No amount of Elixirs can heal this instantly. I can only recover slowly by regulating my energy.'
"Should I have Nell come take a look?" Caden Reginald asked softly, taking her hand in his.
"There's no need. Have you forgotten? My medical skills are far superior to Nell's." Seraphina Ashworth gave him a wry look. 'When it comes to me, this man completely loses his composure.'
