All Chapters of The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer!: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

Soren enunciated slowly and emphatically, but if this was him being sentimental and sincere, I didn't buy it for a second."You can't leave me because you need my blood," I replied."No." Edward shook his head. "My disease is almost cured. A year ago, I went to Rouche for treatment. They invented a new therapy specifically for people with my blood type."That explained why he looked healthy enough to blend in with the average person. Yet, despite being close to recovery, he had come to Medhelanon instead of spending Brigidlia with his family.Seriously, all of this just to get under my skin?Edward leaned closer and took my hands in his. "You and Soren are impossible. It won't work. But you and me? I'm recovering soon. With my feelings for you… Do you understand? We can start over. We can be together again.""Are you insane, Edward? You just blamed me for your family's problems today! And now you want us to be together again?"Melancholy darkened his face, but hate still flicker

Soren stared at me, his gaze lingering, searching, almost gentle.After a long moment, he exhaled. "I'm so glad… I'm so glad… Did he hurt you?""He almost violated me but didn't get the chance," I replied.A thought flashed in my mind. "Had he succeeded… would you be disgusted by me? Would you want to leave?""I don't care about that!" he said urgently. "That's not why I asked. I was worried about you! About the horrors you might have been forced to endure! I was afraid something might have happened that could scar you forever."I stared at him in disbelief.He misinterpreted my silence. "I've never cared about those things. Whether you've been divorced or had sex with someone else—it doesn't matter to me. I just… I just couldn't bear the thought of you becoming a victim. I don't know how my heart would survive it.""Soren…" Tears welled up in my eyes.I hadn't even been able to cry about what Edward had tried to do, but hearing Soren's words broke something open inside me. My

"Yeah. He was probably worried I could escape as soon as the drug wore off," I replied curtly, not eager to revisit that incident.Jean suddenly paled. She glanced at Soren, then took my arm and pulled me away. "D-Did he… Did he force himself—"I smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry. He didn't. He tied me up so tightly that it actually made it harder for him to assault me. Then Soren showed up just in time."She sighed. "Oh God."She studied me again, frowning. "No, no! Your cheek is swollen, too! Your injuries are so obvious, and you're telling me you're fine? Girl, you need to put something on these wounds, okay? They could leave some nasty scars!"Sean appeared just in time with a medical kit for Soren, who said, "Miss Valentine, please rest. I'll take care of her."As worried as she was, Jean knew she should probably leave us alone. "Alright then. Tay, call me if you need anything, please.""Will do.""Sean, please escort her to her room," Soren ordered.The crowd left us alo

The only difference now was that Soren was my boyfriend.The question I'd been holding onto resurfaced. "Why are you so good at taking care of people? It almost feels like you've had practice."Soren smiled while smoothing healing cream onto my injuries. "Are you wondering if I picked up this skill from my last relationship?""That's not what I was thinking," I said.He had told me before that his time with his ex had been brief and shallow. I doubted he'd had any reason to care for her the way he did for me.Soren blew lightly on the cream. "You don't need experience to know how to care for someone. We're adults. We should already know what to do—or at least what not to do. The real question is whether we want to. It has nothing to do with technique. Sincerity is all it takes."Again, I was caught off guard by how plain and heartfelt his answer was. But he was right. How hard could it be to care for someone? All it really took was the will to do it.He wanted to care for me, so

After what we'd done, Soren suddenly found it easy to help me shower.I was the one who couldn't bear to look at him, my mind replaying everything that had happened earlier.I knew it had been too short. It couldn't have satisfied him, could it? But he knew my wrists were hurting. It was my first time, and I still had work the next day. Thus, he went back to being Gentleman Soren.It was only when I was drifting off to sleep, his warm breath brushing past my ear, that I heard him whisper in a low, gravelly voice, "I'll let you off the hook this time. Wait until we're back home. You'll see how I make you pay me back with interest."My body melted into the bed.-I was still feeling shy the next morning. I barely spoke.Meanwhile, Soren was in a great mood. Every time he looked at me, his face lit up with a doting smile.I tried my best to appear calm, though my heart was racing.My wrists were still swollen from the night before. They looked worse than they felt.After he appl