Chapter 173
Tll handle it myself.”
Orion glanced down a fleeting shadow passed under his eyes as he took the thermometer from her hand and placed it under his left
Xanthea had been puzzled by his intense reaction just moments ago, but now, seeing his actions and expression, she suddenly understood
He didn’t want her to see the iris tattoo on his right chest, or the gnarly, terrifying burn scars beneath it.
But she was just trying to check his temperature, not strip him bare. His guardedness made it seem like he thought she was some kind of hooligan!
“Then take it out in 10 minutes and read it.”
“Sure, thanks, Xan”
When he casually called her Xan, it sent a shiver through Xanthea’s body as if an electric current had passed through her.
His voice was already deep and magnetic, like tuning a cello to a D note, and now slightly hoarse from the fever, it added an irresistibly rich, sexy timbre. Hearing her nickname in such a tone was dizzyingly intimate, which fluttered her heart
If he ever became a late–night radio host, that voice could revive the dead. But why did he use Xan, just like her family did?
“No need to thank me!” Xanthea pulled out a box of fever reducing pills from the medicine kit. “Because you’re going to hate me soon. If you’ve got a fever, you’ll need to take these pills. If you refuse, I’ll just have to force them down!”
She pinched a few pills, her brow furrowed menacingly as she threatened him. She expected him to resist vehemently, but instead, he smiled slightly and softly agreed. “Okay.”
Xanthea was full of confusion.
She stared at him in shock. Just like that? Cedric had said that no matter who tried, Orion would never take his medicine. Was he tricking her?
“Really?
“Really.”
Orion looked at the girl who had rushed in to check his temperature, fetch medicine, and even took time off from her film set to cook soup for him for hours. With his Adam’s apple bobbing, he couldn’t help asking, “Xan, you’re not mad at me anymore?”
Another shiver passed through Xanthea, and a wave of guilt surged within her. “I stopped being mad at you a long time ago, and about the Realm of Illusions copyrights, my uncle already told me everything. You transferred them to me for free. Orion, why didn’t you tell me?”
She gazed at him with burning eyes, full of confusion.
She wanted him to tell her that he had eliminated her from the set because he was concerned about her safety. That he had given Realm of Illusions‘ to Oli hea Media because he recognized her talent, not because he was trying to sell it for a high price. It would have cleared all her misunderstandings about him.
Orion had his lashes lowered, and a soft shadow cast by the crystal chandelier was reflected in his eyes, as if he was lost in a deep, old
memory.
“Get lost! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you the most! I don’t need your help, leave me alone, no matter what you do, I’ll never like you. I want Matt, I only want Matt”
“It’s not necessary.
After a long pause, he spoke gravely.
“How can it not be necessary? It’s very necessary! If you had told me everything, I wouldn’t have misunderstood you, and I wouldn’t have done those excessive things”
She bit her lip in self–reproach, while Orion raised an eyebrow in confusion,