Filthy rich werewolves novel Chapter 238

It was only after entering the lounge that Brian placed Grace on the sofa. Looking at her left hand that was gently covered by her right hand, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"A little," she mumbled.

He looked at the pained expression on her face. He knew that she was understating it. Her face had always been peaceful and calm. Now her brows were drawn together and her lips were pressed into a thin line. She was even speaking with difficulty.

Looking at her like this, his heart ached.

It was a strange feeling to him. When he saw her kneeling and groveling on the ground… When he saw the copper stove smashing against her hand... All of a sudden, he felt as if his heart was being crushed. It was extremely painful.

His wolf pushed against his skin and he almost shifted right there in the middle of the room!

He’d never had trouble controlling his wolf before.

Almost reflexively, he rushed forward to help her up.

Why did he do that?

Brian had been in town before and proved that she was not the one he was looking for, but it was as if his emotions were still affected by her.

Was it because of her looks? Was it because she looked like the person he remembered, so he was emotionally affected even though he knew she was not the woman he was looking for?

It was not long before the film crew's doctor arrived and rushed to give Grace a preliminary examination.

As the doctor's hand touched the location of Grace's injury and made sure that there was no problem with the bone, she whimpered. Naturally, the pain Grace felt was severe.

Anyway, had he really picked her up and asked the film crew's doctor to check her wound?

He frowned slightly. "What was that all about? Why were you kneeling and groveling?"

Besides, she kept repeating those actions again and again! Earlier, he saw her doing that when he came by. Only that time, he only saw her back and did not recognize her.

His visit to the set today was only an impulse to visit Evelyn at work. When he approached her at the set, he saw the copper stove prop falling on the extra’s hand. He only recognized the extra as Grace when that happened.

"Nothing. I knelt and groveled in the right way, so they made me kneel and grovel again to teach the other extras," Grace said lightly.

Brian narrowed his eyes, and his gaze fell on her forehead. Before, he could not see clearly because her forehead had been bathed in a thin layer of sweat. Now that she had taken a tissue to wipe away the sweat from her forehead, he could see that there was a round red mark in the middle of her forehead.