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When Sylvia reached out her hand, suddenly, Franklin hissed.

Blood oozed from a wound on his hand, dripping to the chopping board.

Subconsciously, Sylvia seized his hand and said to Jasper, "Mr. Howlett, please get the first-aid kit. Thanks."

Jasper was shocked. He trotted to look for the first-aid kit immediately. When he turned around, he saw Sylvia dragging Franklin out of the kitchen and walking toward him.

Jasper hurriedly opened the first-aid kid and found the bandaid.

Sylvia shook her head. “I need some iodine and gauze. His wound is too big."

Jasper found them for her.

Sylvia sterilized Franklin's hand.

Jasper looked over and saw an inch-long wound. It looked deep as well.

“Mr. Maskelyne, why are you so ruthless to yourself? It's your own hand, isn't it?"

“Think your fingers are beef?" Sylvia snapped while bandaging his wound. "Avoid water."

Then she stood up sternly and glared at Franklin.

No matter how elegant he looked when cutting, he was good for nothing in the kitchen.

Franklin only sat on the sofa in silence. Gazing at her, he dared not blink like she would run away if he did so.

Sylvia disliked this kind of feeling. She felt like prey targeted by a hunter and had nowhere to run.

she turned around and entered the kitchen. Then she closed

around, she missed the smile blossoming

them and didn't

you're severely injured. How can you be in such a good mood? Are

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wheel, so he made an excuse and left the

hour in the kitchen, Sylvia cooked four dishes and a soup, including the beef, prawn, and

and lay the table. However, thinking of his wounded hand, she poked out her head to call Jasper. However, only Franklin was sitting on

"Where is Mr. Howlett?"

an

is ready." Sylvia took off the apron and served the

she looked for Jasper right after finishing cooking. "Why did you ask about

wanted him to serve the table.” Sylvia put down two

up and walked into the dining room, darting at her and thinking,

felt sorry for him. It was not bad

soup and served the rest

a piece of beef and

satisfied his hungry stomach and delighted him from

addict getting relieved after taking the antidote. Sylvia's dishes were his antidote

the four dishes and a soup. Even if Sylvia had prepared him a piece of

realized that he was indeed sick. And only Sylvia could

tacos, finished

stomach brought him

Sylvia clean the table. Suddenly, he asked, "Have you ever cooked for

I have.” Sometimes Logan and his men begged her to cook for them, or

rage, but Sylvia overlooked his expression