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Chapter 411

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Henrik was momentarily shocked and looked down at his hand, where the wounds from his own nails were still

bleeding. He frowned, but his eyes stayed locked on Khloe’s. “That's not what | meant. Aren't you repulsed by

what | did? You're a doctor, someone who heals and saves lives. You should despise it.”

Just then, Fiona entered, placed the disinfectant tools on the table, and hurried out, leaving Khloe and Henrik

alone.

“Yes, | do dislike it,” Khloe answered quietly. Her words stirred up intense emotions in Henrik’s already dark gaze,

and the hostility he had tried to suppress began to surface uncontrollably.

Khloe noticed it, but she didn’t react. Instead, she opened the medical kit, took out the iodine tincture and a

swab, and began cleaning Henrik’s wounds.

Despite her frustration, Khloe’s cool fingers touched Henrik’s wounded hand with the lightest of touches. Her

eyes showed neither fear nor disgust. As she cleaned the wounds, she asked, “Was that person the one behind

the car accident that targeted me?”

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Henrik froze, his body stiffening, confirming Khloe’s suspicions.

Khloe sighed deeply. “I hate violence and bloodshed, but I'm not afraid of your cruelty. I've seen far worse in

prison, more terrifying things, and you did it because you were protecting me. But | don’t want you always

turning to these extrmeasures. You know there are better ways to handle things, right?”

As Khloe spoke, she carefully wrapped his hand in bandages. “You know this yourself, don’t you? Otherwise, you

wouldn't have gone to such extremes to help the President rise to power. You're trying to escape that bloody

path, not wanting the darkness to swallow you.”

Henrik fell silent, blindsided by Khloe’s calm reaction. He hadn't expected her to talk about such matters with

him.

Ever since Henrik was abducted as a child and endured that horrific experience, violence had bechis

instinctual way of handling problems. No one had ever tried to change him—or more accurately, no one had

dared to.

But now, Henrik understood just how unbreakable Khloe’s will and determination were—far stronger than his

own.

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Khloe had only spoken out of concern. And now, she stared deeply at him. She had seen the darkness in him—

his hesitation in the room, the panic he couldn't hide. In that moment, she understood Henrik was dangerously

close to destroying himself.

He despised the world but hated himself even more. Like a lone wolf, he trusted no one, yet his loyalty to those

he cared for was absolute, to the extent of giving up his life.

Khloe was the one he had chosen, the one he trusted completely. But to her, it felt less like a gift and more like a

burden she never wanted. Life was far too precious to be controlled by anyone but its owner. Khloe couldn't bear

the weight of Henrik’s love, knowing it could crush them both.

She had to help him break free from his destructive thoughts, and she would start today.

“I don’t want you to lose yourself because of me; it's not something | want to witness,” Khloe said as she tied the

last knot on his bandage, her tone calm but firm. Her eyes locked onto his, unwavering. “Love should make us

better, not worse. | learned that from my failed engagement to Eric—it’s a principle | live by.”

Khloe lifted her hand, brushing his cheek gently. “Promiseyou won't give in to anger or hurt yourself because

of me. Please.”

Henrik couldn't look away from her eyes, warm and determined, shining like stars that lit a path he hadn't known

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he needed. He felt her fingers brush against his cheek, a touch so gentle it seemed to seep through the icy

barriers he'd spent years building around his heart.

His voice cout rough, almost broken. “I don’t know how to do it. It's been my way for so long.” His eyes

clouded with pain as the ghosts of his bloody past surfaced, haunting him with memories he wished he could

bury.

Khloe cupped his face, tilting it gently until their eyes met, then leaned forward to rest her forehead against his.

“I know it’s not easy, but will you try—for me?”

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