The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1486

Just as Emily was about to stand, she felt a hand slip around her waist. Kenneth’s eyes, deep and dark, locked on her.

“You’re responsible for me now.”

Responsible? The word caught Emily off guard. She froze, worried she might brush against his injury if she moved.

Technically, this was all because of her.

“You want me to take care of you?” she asked, seeing through him.

“Yeah.” Kenneth answered immediately, sliding his fingers into hers. His eyes had a hint of vulnerability in them. “Would you?”

“I…” Emily frowned, torn. Before she could finish her thought, Kenneth continued. “If you don’t want to, that’s fine. Worst case, I’ll just have to live without my right hand. My left hand still works.”

She had no words for that. Each time she glanced at his injured hand, her guilt grew heavier.

“Alright,” she said.

“For real?” Kenneth looked at her in disbelief as if he couldn’t believe she’d actually agree. “Emily, seriously?”

Emily nodded. “Yeah.”

There was no way she could just ignore his pain. Especially not when she was the reason behind it.

“Rest for a bit. I’m going to call Charlotte.”

Emily slipped from his arms and headed to the balcony, her phone in hand.

“Charlotte’s a brilliant doctor. She even managed to cure Grandma. Maybe she’ll have something better for your hand,” she said, eyes full of worry. All she could think about was getting him back to normal. The sooner he was better, the less guilt she’d have to carry.

But Kenneth only heard her wanting to move on quickly. He pressed his lips together and texted Lottie.

Just play along.

Right as he finished, Emily’s call came through.

“Charlotte…”

“I have medicine here. I’ll send someone over with it. If he takes it for a week, he should be good as new.”

“Thank you, Charlotte.”

Hanging up, Emily made her way back to Kenneth. Her eyes went straight to his wound as she asked, “Does it hurt?”

“It kills,” Kenneth admitted without hesitation, carefully hooking his pinkie around hers. His face looked a little pale. “It hurts like hell.”

“Did you get hurt on purpose today?” Emily asked quietly.

“Yeah.” Kenneth looked embarrassed, mumbling, “It was just a trick.”

“Where did you even come up with this?” Emily helped him slip his shirt back on, looking serious. “Anthony would never pull something so dumb, so it’s not from him.”

Kenneth answered, “Found it online. Said it works every time.”

He pulled her close again, eyes wide and a little desperate. “Babe… can we maybe fast-forward things a bit? If we go any slower, I might actually lose my mind.”