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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.

around and entered the kitchen. Then she

missed

them and didn't utter

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

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you do it on purpose? I'm impressed

the third wheel, so he made an excuse and

than an hour in the kitchen, Sylvia cooked four dishes and a soup, including the

wounded hand, she poked out her head to call Jasper. However,

"Where is Mr. Howlett?"

had an urgency and

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

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

Sylvia put down two dishes. "But he's gone.

and walked into the dining room, darting at her and thinking, "Why didn't she ask me to

she felt sorry for him. It was

bowls with soup and served the rest

picked up a piece of beef

and delighted him from the

Sylvia's dishes were his antidote saving him from starvation

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

indeed sick. And only Sylvia could

had two tacos, finished all dishes, and drank a bowl of

full stomach brought him satisfaction

clean the table. Suddenly, he asked, "Have

her to cook for them, or she was delighted because

into a rage, but Sylvia overlooked his expression