His Untamed Rose novel Chapter 136

Hilton spoke in a heavy tone. “Mr. Royce is at the airport right now.”

“If Linus doesn’t give him a proper answer within half an hour, he’ll get on the next flight to Yuria and settle the score with both him and Stella, face to face.”

Lumina’s hand paused on the bouquet she was arranging. It had been a month since she’d heard that name, and it made her freeze for a moment.

Slowly, her brows drew together, concern shadowing her delicate features.

Linus slumped, defeated. “I have to give him an explanation. You know how he is—he never lets anything slide. Has he ever let anyone off the hook?”

He’d pampered Stella for three years, treasured her like something precious. If she so much as grazed her fair skin, if there was even a hint of a bruise, Cedric would lose his temper for hours. And now there’d been so much blood—caused by Linus’s own little sister, newly an adult. All the blame landed squarely on Linus’s shoulders.

After a long, heavy silence, Lumina did something unexpected. “Alright, I’ll go with you.”

She had no desire to drag Linus any deeper into this mess, nor to get stuck in endless arguments with him here. She just wanted to end it, quickly, so Linus could leave.

Linus, relieved, brought her to the hospital. He documented everything—waiting in line, the check-up, the doctor’s consultation—with photos and short videos as proof.

He sent them all to Cedric’s phone, not knowing if it would do anything to calm his anger. Every time he tried calling, the line went dead.

The doctor’s verdict was that the injuries were minor, nothing that would leave scars, but she should remember to apply ointment on time and avoid any strenuous work for a while to prevent infection.

When everything was done and they stepped out of the hospital, Linus offered, “Let me take you home.”

“No need,” Lumina replied, her tone polite but distant. She didn’t want him knowing where she lived. Who knew if he’d turn right around and tell Cedric or the others?

But Linus insisted, “Come on, it’s late. I’d worry if you went home alone.”

Lumina’s patience was starting to fray; her cheeks flushed with irritation, but she managed to keep her voice gentle. “Linus, please don’t treat me like your little sister. I’ve been an adult for a long time. I can take care of myself.”

Seeing she was upset, Linus finally relented. “Alright, just be careful on your way home.”

“Thank you.”

With a brief, distant nod, Lumina locked up the flower shop, pulled on a trench coat, and headed off into the night.

Linus didn’t leave. Instead, he flagged down a cab and quietly asked the driver to follow her at a distance, making sure she didn’t notice.

The night in Yuria was damp and cold, a thick fog hanging low, swallowing the streetlights and making everything feel muffled.

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