Rosalynn's hand hovered in midair, frozen.
Wayne's reaction was instinctively extreme.
Realizing he had overreacted, Wayne stepped back. "Honey, I'm fine. If anything was wrong, I'd tell you." He cautiously approached Rosalynn again.
"I want to see your wound," Rosalynn insisted.
Why wouldn't she suspect anything?
Wayne was the kind of man who, if he stubbed his toe, would make a melodramatic scene in front of her.d2
His wrist had been cut.
He should've been the first to rush to her, shouting so she could shower him with sympathy.
But since his injury, even when she asked about it, he'd never let her see it.
If it was a minor issue, Wayne wouldn't have hidden it from her.
Wayne remained silent. An unspoken stand-off ensued between them.
Finally, Wayne lowered his gaze, "I didn't want you to worry unnecessarily."
"But hiding it from me is what's causing me to worry!" Rosalynn said sternly. "I'll ask one last time, Wayne. Let me see your wound."
Sighing in resignation, Wayne rolled up his sleeve, revealing his bandaged wrist to Rosalynn.
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