Accepted

Arabella’s Pov

I saw Dallas's car entering the fence, not long after the man entered the house and looked straight at me. I was a bit surprised by his battered face and cast leg, but I didn't say anything. I was still angry with him, and his injuries must have been his own fault. I didn't want to know.

Dallas greeted me first. "Did you have dinner?"

"Already. Your share is in the fridge." I stared at the television, trying to ignore Dallas's gait, which was still limping despite his crutches.

I could see his smile from Dallas's following words. "Are you worried about me? I fell off my horse and was nearly killed by a giant wild boar."

"What?" I watched Dallas incredulously, but I understood that the wound was that bad. He'd been hunting a lot before but never came home in such a horrible state. "No wonder you're battered. That's good, worth it for the animals you killed."

I grunted in satisfaction, folding my arms under my chest as I watched television. I could stay home and watch all