Chapter b579 /b

    Jayson followed behind Ariel at his own pace, watching as she weaved through the crowd, searching for the right ce.

    Eventually, Ariel managed to get a doctor to examine his injury.

    “There don’t appear to be any fractures. But his joint is dislocated, and there are soft tissue injuries. We’ll need to treat those. Please remove your shirt.”

    When the doctor examined the injury more closely, he couldn’t help but nce again at Jayson’s face. He was impressed by how calmly Jayson endured the pain.

    Jayson did as the doctor requested. He unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off.

    Ariel furrowed her brows. The sight of the dislocated joint looked awful. Meanwhile, the cut wasn’t too

    deep, but it looked painful.

    Then her eyes caught on a scar running several inches along his arm.

    Jayson’s skin was fair, and though the scar had faded to a lighter shade, it still stood out against the firm

    lines of his arm.

    That scar came from the time he had rescued her at the Spencer residence.

    Ariel was surprised he hadn’t done anything about it. With the resources he had, Jayson could have

    easily had it removed. And now, he was injured again because of her.

    For a moment, Ariel felt an odd sense of debt, as though she owed him something.

    “We’ve realigned the joint,” the doctor said as he finished treating him. “Keep the wound dry and change

    the dressing daily for the next three days.”

    “Thank you.” Jayson’s voice was calm, though a faint crease in his brow betrayed the pain.

    Once he put his shirt back on, his eyes shifted to Ariel.

    She quickly looked away.

    “Should I call Arthur to pick you up?” she asked, not intending to stay with him any longer.

    Checking the time, Jayson said, “He’s probably still doing follow–up work from the incident and will need to go to the hospital to get treated afterward.”

    “What about Colton?”

    “He’s away on a business trip.”

    In conclusion, no one was avable.

    Ariel pressed her lips together. Her gaze flicked again to his arm, remembering the scar. Finally, she pulled the car keys from her pocket. “I’ll drive you home.”

    “Thank you.” Jayson dly epted her offer.

    As soon as they got into the car, Ariel asked, “Where are you staying tonight?”

    Jayson put on the seatbelt and looked at her. “Do you need me to point you in the right direction to get us to the marital home?” (1)

    She wouldn’t need him to do that, of course. She hadn’t expected him to be still living there, but she didn’t pry further.

    They drove toward Crescent Point.

    It was a half–hour drive. The door was equipped with a smart recognition system. Ariel drove the car into the yard and entered the garage.

    Jayson unbuckled the seatbelt and nced at Ariel. “Can you help me get theptop in the backseat?”

    Since his injury was because of her, Ariel didn’t mind helping him.

    By the time she retrieved theptop, Jayson had already reached the front door. She had no choice but to

    follow him.

    Jayson hadn’t opened it yet, so she stood silently nearby.

    She could probably unlock it with her fingerprint, but this wasn’t her home anymore. The least she could

    do was show some courtesy.

    Jayson nced at her, as if reading her thoughts. Lifting his good arm, he bypassed the fingerprint scanner and keyed in a password instead.

    It was a newbination.

    Ariel tried not to look as Jayson punched the numbers. However, she found it strange. Nheless, there was no point in avoiding it–her fingerprint was probably still saved in the system.

    They didn’t hire any live–in helpers here.

    Inside, the house felt foreign. She had lived here for three years, yet everything about the interior was

    different nowi. /i

    She set the keys on the living room table. “I’ll leave these here. If you still feel unwell, contact your assistants. I’ll grab a cab home.”

    She had no ns to stay.

    She had sent him home safely. That was enough.

    Jayson nced at the keys that Ariel had put on the table. He said calmly, “It’ste. If you don’t feel safe at your ce tonight, you can stay here instead.”

    Ariel was ready to decline immediately, but when she looked up, her gaze collided with his.

    As if unaware of her thoughts, Jayson added, “You should stay. I’ll go somewhere else.”