When they got home, Bella looked at Chase, who was bandaging himself silently. He would make a scowl whenever he accidentally stretched his wounds. His grimace made her distressed.
He was wounded yet he was enduring the pain alone. She didn't know how many times he had experienced with such injuries...
"Chase, are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Bella asked, her hear hed so much for him.
Chase raised his head and replied gently. It's okay. It's just a some minor injury."
Seeing that he was very determined, Bella didn't say anything more.
It took him a while before he dressed all his wounds. By the time he was done, he was already drenched in sweat.
Bella went over to hold him up. She could still feel the trepidation in her. She mumbled "Don't take such a risk in future, alright? I don't want you to lose your life for me."