Facade of Love

Chapter 147 Madam Young’s Mishap

With that, I got to my feet. “Thanks for breakfast, but I’ve got to run,” I said.

Whether it was the investment project or the proof of Moore’s betrayal, I was not sure if this was Idris’s way of showing goodwill. Honestly, it did not matter to me anymore.

“Ouch!” I stood up too fast and collided with a waitress carrying a kettle of hot water. It sl*pped from her grasp, and the boiling water splashed onto my arm, making me gasp from the searing pain.

“Are you okay?” Idris was by my side in an instant, rolling up my sleeve to inspect the burn, his brow furrowed with concern.

His quick concern and the worry etched on his usually composed face caught me off guard, stirring something unexpected inside me.

I looked away, trying to downplay the burn and eager to leave. I tried to shrug him off, but as he rolled up my sleeve, I saw the angry red burn spreading across my wrist, sending waves of stinging pain up

my arm.

Idris’s eyebrows knitted together in a flash as he scooped me up, completely ignoring the waiter, who was apologizing with a look of sheer panic, and made a beeline for the bathroom

I was still in a fog, not quite catching on, and I squirmed, protesting, “Hey, put me down! I can walk on my own! What are you doing.

sink, cranking

some of the searing pain that

low rumble close to my

still half in his arms, especially with the restroom traffic giving

then shifted, slipping out from his hold, and muttered a

his brow furrowed deeply. The burn was red and swollen, with a few ugly blisters popping

was grossed out, I shut

went to move, he caught my other wrist and guided me out of the restroom, his deep

This Kuy

kind of baffling

and into the car, then

package in his hand

me right after he

giving me an ice pack, paused for a second, then

buckded up, silent, and fired up the engine

my injury was not as bad as 1 feared–just a burn with a few blisters. The doctor patched me up quickly, reminding

and creams for both my inside and out. Anyone else might have thought I was battling