Chapter 174

Ethan got out of bed looking all kinds of irritated. He really didn't want to see Emma like this right now. "What on earth—" Emma had been feeling heartbroken just a second ago, but the second she saw Ethan struggling in pain to sit up, she bolted over with worry written all over her face, completely forgetting her own pain and the emotional scars that had never really healed. That's when she realized—Ethan wasn't wearing a shirt. Embarrassed, she quickly pulled her hands back and dropped her gaze, avoiding eye contact like her life depended on it. Ethan glanced at her, and then his eyes caught the peek of her bra. "Shit, tsk—" He shoved her hand away and, ignoring the pain from his wound, started heading towards the bathroom. Hearing the sharp sound he made, Emma could no longer stay still. Gritting her teeth, she reached out to help him again. But Ethan, completely overwhelmed and driven by frustration and something more primal, snapped. With Emma's hands on him again, the fire in hi