Chapter 73

Chapter 73:

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Adrian’s eyes went cold. He remembered what he’d heard about Cathryn’s household—her stepmother and stepsister always finding new ways to hurt her. The wounds on Cathryn’s back were a cruel legacy. Yet something about the details felt wrong. He could have sworn it was always the younger sister who’d been the worst. Was he misremembering? Or had the story been rewritten?

Liam let out a sigh. “You only ever make one batch of your medicines. Jordyn’s been devastated. There’s nothing I can do to help.”

A faint, amused smirk tugged at Adrian’s lips. “She’s stubborn as ever. Turns down my help, then runs home to cry for sympathy. Sounds more like she enjoys the attention than she actually wants to heal.”

Liam sat frozen, the pieces snapping into place. Jordyn had rejected the treatment herself—then played the wounded victim to keep him focused on her. The realization hit like a slap. He’d misread her completely. The urge to kick himself rose hot and sharp in his chest.

Adrian’s tone stayed light, but his eyes were keen. “You and your wife seem to have a good relationship.”