Seeing Alex’s expression, Elian asked, “Do you want us to check for you?”
Alex shook his head. “No, I’ll look into it myself.”
Elian smiled. “Alright. That’s your business anyway—it’s better if you handle it personally.”
“I’m fine, brother,” Alex reassured him. “You guys should go back so the elders don’t start wondering. I’ll call my butler to take care of me.”
After the examination, Alex realized the real problem was his hand. Even after being bandaged, the pain lingered. Taking care of himself would be hard, but he didn’t need his brothers hovering around.
Better to let them go about their business—he could hire someone to help him.
Still, the thought of being fed made him uneasy. Nearly thirty years old, and he needed someone to spoon-feed him? Embarrassing.
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