Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler
Chapter 548

Chapter 548

"You were shot?!"

Catelyn's stomach churned at the overwhelming scent of blood and struggled to get off of his back, all the while thinking to herself, 'How can he piggyback me like this?!1

Cedrick reached behind his back and secured her lower body with his arms. Instead of letting her off, he pinched her warningly. "Your knee is injured, so you can't run fast. Letting you down will slow me down! Just stay put and don't move..."

"You..." The spot where he pinched her itched as though she was burned. Embarrassed, she flushed and shouted, "Your wound will worsen if you keep this up!"

Cedrick held his breath and darted into the woods.

She heard nothing but the sound of wind blowing past them.

Seeing that he refused to respond and that the kidnapper was not following them, she decided to not protest any further at the moment.

Once they had gotten far enough to a safer location, she immediately told him to stop so that she could treat his wound.

"What kind of wedding do you like?" he asked in a low voice.

"If you pass out, I won't be able to drag you along, so I'm going to leave without you."

"Sure. You've always been heartless."

Annoyed, she wrapped her hands around his neck to choke him, but her face accidentally brushed past his new-grown beard. Though not very visible, his stubble was still very prickly, so she pulled her hands back and bit her lower lip in silence.

"Do you want an Eastern-style or a Western-style wedding?" he asked.

Frustrated, she retorted, "If you keep walking, it's going to be a funeral-style wedding."

"I'm surprised that you're into that sort of thing." He held her tightly with his arms and tilted his head. She could not quite see his face but spotted the faint smile on his lips.

Catelyn simply closed her eyes and ignored his teasing.

'How did we end up like this?' She wondered.

Seeing as she did not respond, he mumbled again, "Let's have an Eastern-style wedding. I want to see you in cheongsam, the kind with a high split on the side. You'll look beautiful in that..."

He was going to force her to marry him by threatening to take custody of the twins. Naturally, he would decide what she wore.

He sounded as though everything was up to him to decide.

She gasped and lowered her head to bite on his neck until she drew blood. Tears scrolled down her face pathetically as she took in his scent.

He tightened his arms around her to the point that she could feel the bone on his arm jabbing at her lower body.

A while later, her jaw began to feel sour, so she quietly let go. Her sight was blurred by the tears in her eyes, and her cheek was painted red with the blood on his back.

Through the thin fabric of the shirt he was wearing, she could still see the scars on his right arm. They were proof of the time he risked his life to save her when the neon board fell.

'And now, this... He's all banged up again to save me.'

Perhaps it was because she had been tense the entire day that she slowly began to lose her strength and drifted off to sleep on Cedrick's back. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she could make out a few words. Few, and silent.

It sounded as though he was apologizing.