Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“No.

Please don’t be so courteous. I’m responsible for the kidnapping. If I were any better now, I would have visited your house and apologized.”

Mia was impressed by how modest and polite Ivan was. She smiled and stole a glance at her daughter. Kasie was an extrovert, but she was acting shy in front of him. That was unusual.

“Ivan, I cooked this soup for you early this morning. Kasie, come here. Pour some soup for him.

It’s good for his health,” she deliberately ordered her daughter.

Kasie didn’t put much thought into it and nodded, “Okay.” She opened the thermos container.

Ivan accepted their kind offer without hesitating.

“Thank you, Mr. and

G E L A ‘s L I B R

for the trouble,

replying. She clumsily poured the

life and had never done much housework. Even filling a bowl of soup was difficult work for her. Finally, she managed to fill the bowl without spilling any of the

hands. At that moment, Ivan tried to move his body

her hand and in response to the burn, she reflexively dropped the bowl onto the table. The soup poured out and began flowing onto the

been too clumsy and careless. So Mason scolded her, “Kasie, how could you be so careless?” He turned to Mia and said in a hurry, “Get

from the stand, and tried to stop more soup from dripping onto the

the bowl from the table

at Mason who was frowning at his daughter. Ivan explained immediately, “It’s not Kasie’s fault, Mr. Garcia. My arm hit hers as

welling up in her eyes. The soup was very hot since it was kept

Kasie had scalded herself, Mason gasped.