ONCE BULLIED: LYON ARMSTRONG IS BACK.

Hundred and Forty-Eight.

Elen tended to Kelvin throughout the entire might and when there was no improvement, she couldn’t help but start blaming herself.

She wondered whether or not she had crossed the line. Staying in his room, she couldn’t keep her eyes off him and it didn’t take long for the fear to start setting in.

“I probably shouldn’t have infused him with so much power,” she sighed as she touched his foo forehead and it was still cold.

Kelvin was paler than he looked when she initially took him into the house and her chest tightened as her stomach clenched.

She probably shouldn’t have interfered with his strength and it would have been better if she trained him instead of trying to buff him up.

Sighing, Elen laid on the bed beside him since she thought he could use some natural body warmth.

Laying on his chest and holding him down, she yawned and was so tired from trying to fight off the boss that she fell asleep almost immediately.

“What happened?” Kelvin muttered to himself as his eyes fluttered op