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.

silence, she turned around and entered the

turned around, she missed the smile

them and didn't

can you be in such a good mood?

on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

do it on purpose? I'm impressed by

felt he was the third wheel, so he made an excuse

more than an hour in the kitchen, Sylvia cooked four dishes and a soup, including the beef, prawn, and rib dishes ordered

were usual, she would ask Franklin to help serve the dishes and lay the table. However, thinking of his wounded hand, she poked out her head to call Jasper. However, only Franklin was

"Where is Mr. Howlett?"

had an urgency

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

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

wanted him to serve the table.” Sylvia put down two dishes. "But he's

darting at her

sorry for him. It was not bad

and served the rest

picked up a piece of beef and enjoyed the

stomach and delighted him from the inside

Sylvia's dishes were his antidote saving him from

Even if Sylvia had prepared

realized that he was indeed sick. And only Sylvia could help

two tacos, finished all dishes, and drank a

brought

leisurely, Franklin watched Sylvia clean the table. Suddenly, he asked, "Have you ever cooked

"Yes, I have.” Sometimes Logan and his men begged her to cook for them, or she was delighted because of receiving many gifts. Then she

sent Franklin into a rage, but Sylvia overlooked his expression

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