When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 127 His Words Are Not Trustworthy

Zachary thought she might have missed a spot, so he reached out, intending to lend her a hand.

When Cecilla saw his outstretched hand, she instinctively thought he was going to hit her and dodged reflexively. As a result, the cream ended up on the back of Zachary’s hand.

“I’m sorry.” Cecilla stood up. “I’ll leave right away.”

Zachary knew she had misunderstood and clarified, “I was just trying to help you apply the cream.

“Thanks, but you don’t have to,” Cecelia said as she prepared to leave.

Zachary didn’t want her to misunderstand him again, so he stopped her.

“Nathaniel asked you to wait for him.”

Cecelia looked at him with an indifferent gaze. “I can wait outside.”

Zachary felt particularly unsettled, seeing her demeanor.

“Don’t be afraid of me. I won’t hurt you again.”

Don’t be afraid? Won’t hurt me again?

Cecelia felt as if she had heard the biggest joke of the century. It was the same thing Zachary used. to say to get her to let her guard down in the past.

“Can you step aside?”

Regardless of whether it hurt or not, she didn’t want to deal with such a person.

Zachary stood at the doorway, blocking her. “Finish applying the medicine first, then you can go.”

Cecelia had no clue what he was up to, fearing his eccentric personality might erupt again. Believing it was better to avoid trouble than invite it, she decided to finish applying the medicine.

“Don’t be so reckless in the future. Jumping from a moving car is dangerous. Luckily, you only minor injuries this time,” Zachary said, concern evident in his eyes.

Cecelia remained silent.

She had long since seen through Zachary’s unpredictable mood swings.

She swiftly applied the medicine. “Mr. Sinclair, I’m done. Can I leave now?”

When Zachary met her clear yet distant gaze, he felt something stab his heart.

“Just stay here. I promise I won’t do anything to you, okay?”

He tried his best to soften his voice.

Cecilla’s gaze dimmed for a moment. She knew then that his words couldn’t be trusted.

However, what could she do? She was on his turf, and he was Nathaniel’s close friend. There was no doubt she couldn’t leave.

Hence, she stopped speaking and didn’t bring up her desire to leave either.

Seeing she had no intention of leaving, Zachary went to get some cream. After packing it, he handed it to her.

“Remember to apply it three times daily, and you won’t be left with any scars.”

Had it not been for his past actions, Cecelia would have certainly thought of him as a kind and competent doctor.

“Thank you.” Cecelia accepted the medicine.

Zachary noticed her guard against him had dropped and wanted to clarify his actions in the past but as the words reached the tip of his tongue, he found himself unable to voice them out.

Mistakenly identifying my savior, lashing out harshly at her and even causing undue harm… Where do I even start?

Therefore, Zachary adopted a different approach.

“Cecelia, do you still remember saving someone back when you were in university?”

How could I possibly forget? Had it not been for saving him, he wouldn’t have repaid kindness with enmity, causing lasting damage to my ears.

“I remember that. I clearly remembered he said he would repay me well,” Cecelia calmly stated.

A lump formed in Zachary’s throat.

Cecilla swiftly shifted the topic. “But, I regret it now. If I had another chance, I definitely wouldn’t save him.”

“Cecilia, I-

Zachary wanted to explain, but at that moment, Nathaniel walked over, interrupting their conversation.

“Let’s go.

Cecelia rose to her feet, trailing behind Nathaniel. Once they stepped outside, she discarded all the medicine Zachary gave into the trash bin.

I don’t know if he had tampered with the medicines.

Nathaniel asked her, “What did you throw away?”

“Just trash.”Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.