Chapter Thirty-Seven

Keeping his eyes on Catherine's worried face, Rome lifted his hand and said, “Do you see this cut,”

“Yeah,” Catherine softly intoned, focusing solely on the bandage on his palm.

Without uttering another word, Rome pulled his shirt off his body, tossed it to the floor, and said, "And this, do you see it?"

At first, Catherine felt hesitant as she stared at the bandage on his side, but before she could realize it, the tip of her fingers was gently caressing against his skin, and she whispered, "Yes,"

"They will both heal. But do you know what will never heal if it got wounded?" Rome calmly uttered.

Although Catherine already knew the answer, she stayed silent as she stared solely into his eyes with a hint of sadness in hers.

Then her lashes flickered when she felt Rome hold her hand and bring it towards his chest.

"My heart. It's never going to heal if something happens to you." Rome said, resting her palm flat ag