Chapter 89: Another rescue
Theodore crouched beside Bella, his face etched with worry. "Bella! Are you okay?"
Bella winced. "My head hurts."
He pulled her into his arms, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "I am sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you."
Bella was relieved in his warm embrace. All her fear and worry disappeared. The warmth of his embrace was a comforting cocoon. She closed her eyes, seeking solace in his presence.
"Let’s go home," Theodore said, lifting her into his arms. He carried her out of the club, his heart pounding with concern and anger.
The driver’s eyes widened in alarm when he saw Theodore emerge with Bella in his arms. He wondered if Bella was alright but held his tongue, focusing on opening the car door.
Theodore gently placed Bella in the back seat and turned to the driver demandingly. "Hand me the first aid box – fast!"
The driver nodded and pulled out the first aid box from the dashboard, quickly handing it to Theodore. He then hopped into the car and started the engine.
Theodore examined Bella’s face, his gaze falling on the red marks. A surge of fury coursed through him. Marcus would pay for this. But for now, Bella was his priority.
He rummaged through the first aid box, extracting a lotion. Gently, he applied it to her inflamed cheek, his touch tender and filled with a protective intensity.
Bella sighed, her body relaxing under his care.
"I shouldn’t have let you go alone," Theodore lamented with regret. "I am sorry."