In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 452 How Did You Get Hurt

Grace stood before him, sizing him up from head to toe. She couldn't help but feel upset when she saw him standing there, unharmed.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Where have you been these past few days? I couldn't contact you at all and thought that you—"

Before she could finish, Xander reached out and pulled her into his embrace. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Grace immediately felt much calmer as she settled into his familiar embrace. She quietly leaned against him, forcing back the words she had been about to say.

Xander whispered, his warm breath tickling her ear as he gently said, "Sorry for making you worry, Gracie."

There had been some urgent issues at Fulton Group's headquarters. He had been dealing with them in Frenda, and he couldn't contact her.

He had rushed back as soon as he had seen her missed calls and messages. After his flight had landed, he had come straight to Amirate Corporation, just so he could see her sooner.

Grace pouted, obviously unhappy. "Why couldn't I get through to your phone, and why didn't you reply to my messages? Do you know—"

"Mmhm, I know. It won't happen again."

Grace looked up at him, examining him carefully. The visible fatigue on his face made her feel concerned. "Xander, did you come here straight after getting off the plane?"

Xander hummed in affirmation.

"I was worried that you would be concerned, but even more so that you would be angry, so I came personally to apologize."

"So you haven't had a chance to rest properly?"

Xander wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "Seeing you is all I need."

"Let go of me. I'm at work."

Grace quickly pushed him away. When she touched his shoulder, he winced in pain and furrowed his brows.

Grace noticed something was off and asked, "Are you hurt?"

Her tone was full of concern for him, and she moved to check his shoulder, but Xander grabbed her hand and insisted, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

But Grace didn't believe him. She hadn't been rough with him just now, but it had been enough to make him frown. That meant that his injury must be quite severe.

"Let me see it!"

Grace reached out her hand and grazed his shoulder when she saw the edge of a bandage exposed.

She became even more certain that he was hurt. "What happened? How did you get hurt? Is it serious?"

Xander felt touched to see the concern on her face.

He reassured her, "It's nothing. It's just a minor injury. It will heal soon."

Although he said so, Grace was evidently still very concerned. "No, you came even though you're injured. You have to go home and rest!"

Xander couldn't refuse her, so he agreed. "Alright, I understand."

Grace still wasn't convinced. She insisted, "I'll take you back."

Xander's eyes lit up with amusement, and he said, "Okay."

Grace personally drove him back to the villa.

As soon as they entered, Grace couldn't wait to check his wound. "Let me see your shoulder. How did you get injured?"

In the living room, Grace took off Xander's coat, lifted his shirt, and immediately took a look at the wound.

The wound was well bandaged, but the bandage was faintly stained with blood.

Xander quickly comforted her. "It's a small injury. It's not a big deal. It will heal in a while."

Grace pouted, clearly upset. "Xander, why didn't you tell me when you got injured? Also, I just realized something after you went missing—I couldn't find a single person who could contact you. Next time, can you please not make me worry like this?"