The Abandoned Heiress Reborn to Be Cherished (Seraphina) novel Chapter 239

239 You Are Allowed to Feel The Pain

Inside the luxurious Rolls–Royce, Seraphina sat quietly to one side. The small bandage on her cheek caught Jason’s attention. His gaze, shadowed with a hint of depth, lingered on it as it.

“Does it hurt?”

His deep and mellow voice flowed into Seraphina’s cars. There were no fancy words, but she felt the subtle warmth of concern.

Her eyes flickered, yet her expression was calm. “No.”

Compared to everything she had been through, this was nothing.

Pain was something one could get used to.

Shane stared at her indifferent response. Memories of his family’s pampered daughters and nieces surfaced in his mind. They would cry, shout, and demand attention over the tiniest scratch.

There’s no way it doesn’t hurt. She just doesn’t expect anyone to care.

“You’re allowed to feel the pain.”

Seraphina’s heart trembled. For a moment, it felt as if his words had slipped past every wall she’d built, landing squarely in the center of her chest.

Am I allowed to? She was unsure.

Her life had been spent hiding in the shadows, cleaning up her wounds alone. The pain was a constant companion that she’d grown numb to it.

Do I want to feel it? Yes, I do.

But she no longer dared to hope for such things.

The lessons from her previous life were still fresh.

She would not make the same mistake again.

“It didn’t hurt,” Seraphina replied with a smile.

Jason gazed at her closely. No matter how much she pretended to be indifferent, the deep- seated loneliness and resolve etched into her bones couldn’t be hidden from his sharp eyes.

“Okay,” Jason responded lightly.

The car didn’t head toward the hospital as expected. Instead, it moved steadily toward

Heartlake Island. It was late at night, and winter’s chill filled the air as snowflakes began to fall from the inky sky.

It should have been a beautiful sight. But to Seraphina, snow was nothing but a reminder of cold and isolation.

Even though the car was warm, the sight of the falling snow made her tense up.

Suddenly, a cloak was draped over her shoulders.

Jason instructed the driver, “Turn up the heat.”

The driver immediately adjusted the temperature inside the car.

Seraphina glanced at Jason. “Thank you, Jason.”

Upon hearing his name, a flicker of satisfaction lit up his eyes, and his brows eased into a faint smile.

Eventually, the car drove into the center of Heartlake Island. The family doctor was all set to disinfect and re–dress her wounds.

Jason escorted her to the guest bedroom. Once she had stepped inside, he turned to head for his room.

Back in the guest room, Jason dialed Oliver. “Oliver, do you remember which brand of scar- removal cream Nancy used last time? Get me a bottle and deliver it to Seraphina’s room.”

“Of course,” Oliver replied, not asking any further questions.

Ten minutes later, there was a soft knock on Seraphina’s door. She opened it to find Oliver standing there with an exquisite gift box.

“Miss Seraphina, Mr. Jason asked me to deliver this to you. It’s a cream for pain relief and scar

removal.”

“Thank you.”

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