Aww Seven Exes Begged Cute Blocked novel Chapter 105

**A Promise Written on the Rusted Edge of Time by Dael Rowan Sire 105**

Fortuitously, the injury wasn’t as severe as it could have been.

Once the medical staff managed to staunch the flow of blood and carefully stitched the wound, Jaxson was transferred to a standard hospital room. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air, mingling with the faint sounds of distant beeping machines and hushed conversations. It was a typical hospital ambiance, yet it felt heavy with unspoken tension.

Without wasting a moment, I reached out to his family, my fingers trembling slightly as I dialed their number. The urgency of the situation weighed on me like a leaden cloak.

Within what felt like mere minutes, his parents arrived, rushing through the hospital doors, their faces etched with worry and fear. Elara was right there with them, her presence a mix of relief and anger.

In the dimly lit hallway, she erupted, her voice piercing through the quiet like a siren. “If it weren’t for you, Jaxson wouldn’t have gotten hurt this badly!” Her eyes were red and swollen, glistening with unshed tears, and I could see the pain behind her fury.

I raised my gaze to meet hers, my heart pounding in my chest. “This is a hospital, Elara. Keep your voice down,” I replied, trying to maintain a semblance of calm amidst the chaos.

“And for the record,” she continued, her tone sharp, “I didn’t ask him to save me.”

Elara froze for a moment, her expression shifting from rage to shock, as if my words had struck her like a physical blow. “How can you be so cold?!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and hurt.

Then, as if a light had flickered on in her mind, she let out a bitter laugh, a sound devoid of humor. “Oh, right. You’re still holding a grudge because he didn’t save you that time, aren’t you?”

Her expression flattened, the anger giving way to something more complex, more vulnerable.

“That night? I was the one who blocked your number,” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “That’s why Jaxson never got your call for help.”

I felt a surge of frustration bubble up inside me, and I interrupted her, my tone steady but firm. “You don’t need to tell me any of this. I’ve moved on from all that.”

“Since his girlfriend is here, I’ll take my leave,” I added, attempting to walk away, but her words stopped me in my tracks.

Elara blinked, clearly taken aback by my indifference. Her expression morphed into something more complicated, a mixture of surprise and regret.

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