Chapter 110

Chapter 110:

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Andrew’s tone dropped to a dangerous murmur. “Get it treated. Finish up and get out.”

The male doctor pressed his lips together, reading the undercurrent in the room, and bent over the gash in Andrew’s back. He worked quickly, brow furrowed. When he finally spoke, his voice carried the weight of a warning. “This wound is deep. Over the next couple of days, you may spike a fever more than once. If it doesn’t break after medication, you must get to a hospital.”

Cathryn inclined her head. “Understood.”

As the doctor snapped the clasps on his kit, he hesitated, eyes flicking to Andrew’s back. “This isn’t just any lash mark—this is a gangland-style whipping. Those barbs leave scars that don’t fade.”

Cathryn’s gaze slid to Damien. “Don’t worry. I’ll have Dr. Clarke prepare the scar-fading potion for you.”