Debra yelped as the hot pot burned her hand. The sharp pain made her gasp, and she quickly grabbed her earlobes to cool down. "What happened?"

Juan rushed into the kitchen, immediately noticing her hand. Without hesitation, he took hold of it and pulled her over to the sink to run it under cold water. She glanced at Juan and then down at his hand.

Realizing how forward he'd been, Juan awkwardly let go.

"Uh, you can take care of it."

Debra continued rinsing her hand, unfazed by his sudden withdrawal.

Juan, still flustered, said, "I'll get you some ointment."

He hurried out of the kitchen, heading to the living room in search of a first aid kit.

From the kitchen, Debra called out, "If you can't find it, don't worry about it."

As expected, there wasn't any burn cream in the kit. Juan frowned, but Debra wasn't bothered.

She walked back into the kitchen, grabbed a tube of toothpaste, and began applying it to the burn. Juan reentered the room just in time to see it.

"What are you doing?"

works for burns too. No need

disbelief. He had never heard

playing the full-time housekeeper role during this filming. "All right. If you don't mind, could you keep an eye on the stove? I'll

"Sure."

on her burned hand. The moment he stepped out of the kitchen, he

some ointment delivered. Debra

"Right away, sir."

bathroom, Juan added, "Tell them to hurry up. It must be delivered

asked, "What are you doing?" "Nothing," Juan replied, putting away his phone with a

was to finish her tasks quickly and end her duties as a caretaker

swr

find a delivery person standing outside. The delivery person swiftly handed her a tube of ointment and

out, but the delivery person

ointment in her hand and then Juan, who was busy tidying up the table in

island seemed nice, but

efficient. It had only been

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