After the SSS Beast Slave Bites the Hand That Saved Him, I Choose to Watch Him Bleed Chapter 05
“Scarlett Pines?”
Gideon looked at me.
“What are you doing?”
When he saw me helping Theron sit up, he flipped out.
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
“You think I don’t know you only picked him up to make me jealous?”
“If you’re bored and wanna play nurse with some random stray, fine by my me.”
Gideon gave me that I’ve-got-you-figured-out look.
“But don’t waste my herbs on him.”
“These aren’t your herbs,” I said coldly.
Gideon’s words got even uglier.
“Are you doing all this to get back at me? Why?”
“Scarlett, did you forget what happened last time?”
“If you hadn’t gotten in the way, Audrey would’ve never left me for that fake-ass gentleman. And I wouldn’t have lost it and ripped you open.”
“You did so much to hurt us. And now you’re standing there acting like the victim?”
“You don’t feel guilty at all?”
“If you weren’t Audrey’s sister, the second I came back, I would’ve…” Gideon trailed off. He sighed and looked at me like I was some brat throwing a tantrum.
“I went too far. I shouldn’t have said that.”
“All right. Throwing a tantrum has its limits.”
“Just give me the medicine and take a look at my leg. I won’t bring up any of that past life stuff.”
I ignored him and helped Theron lift the bowl to his mouth.
Gideon’s pupils stretched thin and sharp.
His sanity crumbled with every sip of medicine that disappeared.
“Scarlett! What are you doing?”
He screamed. He forgot about his leg and threw himself off the cot, lunging at me.
“Don’t drink it! Don’t!”
“Give it back!!!”
“Mine… that’s mine!”
Gideon was slow. By the time he ripped the bowl away, all that was left was the bitter sludge at the bottom.
He stared at it like he couldn’t believe it. Then it sank in.
“Why did you give it to him! That was my medicine!” Gideon’s teeth were clenched, his eyes locked on me like he wanted to tear Theron apart right there on the bed.
Theron was still badly hurt. Every move pulled at his wound. He forced himself up on one side anyway, trying to protect me.
Gideon looked at the bowl in his hand, then at Theron. He laughed. “This isn’t real medicine, is it? That wasn’t really for me.”
“You just wanted me to say I’m sorry.”
“Fine. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have ignored you. I’ll hang on you all the time now, okay?”
He reached for me. “There. I apologized. Now give me the damn medicine.”
“Your medicine?”
I laughed coldly and smacked his hand away—the one he’d shoved almost in my face.
“You know, I actually envy you sometimes. Must be nice to go through life with no shame at all.”
“What did you say?” Gideon’s voice shook.
“When did I ever say this was for you?”
