My Greedy Brother(6)

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When we arrived at the apartment, Axel was still frowning.

I blinked my eyes and grabbed his arm to comfort him. Just then I saw bruises on his arm.

I was confused and looked at the bruises closely. They seemed to be left after injections. I asked, "Why are there bruises on your arm?"

"Are you sick?"

I raised my eyes with pity. A light flashed in Axel's eyes, and he pursed his lips and held me tightly.

When I got closer to Axel, I smelled a faint smell of alcohol from him, which made him less stern than usual.

I asked, "Does it hurt?"

He rested his chin on my neck. "It hurt more when you left me."

Axel's nasal voice was heavy and his eyelashes seemed to be wet.

His serious expression made my heart ache. I blew on the back of his hand like coaxing a child. "It won't hurt now."

I was back.

Axel's eyes darkened. Finally, he clasped the back of my head and kissed me fiercely.

At night, I lay in his arms and rolled over. Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Why did you blackli