CHAPTER 196

ARIA’S POV

Stopping at a red light, I steal a glance at Tony seated beside me in the passenger seat, and my heart sinks at the sight of the bruise marring his typically flawless face. The vivid discoloration distinctly contrasts with his smooth complexion, a cruel reminder of the recent confrontation with Adam.

Instinctively, I extend my hand, feeling the urge to comfort him. My fingertips brush lightly against the tender skin surrounding the bruise, a gentle gesture infused with concern. Softly, I murmur, my voice tinged with empathy and worry.

"I'm sorry about this… I had no idea Adam would attack you like that."

Tony's eyes meet mine in the dim, ambient light of the car.

"It's not your fault."

“Have you taken any painkiller yet?”

“No.”

As these thoughts whirl through my mind, I quickly reach into my bag, rummaging frantically until I find the last painkiller I have. Grabbing the bottle of water from the cup holder, I hand both to Tony. He accepts them without question, his wearine