She was wounded, yet she was still preparing breakfast in the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

It was no wonder no one noticed her injuries prior. He wondered what she had gone through in the past three years to become the tough woman that she was now.

Her wound was inflamed, but she was able to get out of bed and make breakfast after only one day of treatment. It was normal to assume that her wound was not a serious one based on how she acted.

However, he had seen her wound the day prior. Although there were sutures, the doctor said that her wound ran deep and bone was exposed.

"It's just a minor injury. I feel better after a night's rest," Luca turned around and said. That was the only way she could face his concerned tone.

Luke noted her calmness. He could not do anything. The height of the table was beyond his reach.

"Mr. Doyle will bring you breakfast later." He looked at her running around and felt helpless when he noticed that it did not seem like she intended to stop.

He could not do anything to her anyway.

"I'll fry the eggs." Luca finished speaking and put the fried eggs on the plate. She then poured more eggs into the pan.

Seeing that she would not stop, Luke just sat in the wheelchair and watched her work.

Luca felt a pair of eyes watching, so after she fried the eggs, she did not continue to prepare other dishes.

After she put the eggs on the table, Luca remembered that there was milk in the refrigerator. She thought of getting some milk out to warm it up. Right as she stood up, Luke asked, "What are you doing?"

It was clear from his tone that he was dissatisfied. She could only satisfy him by staying put.

"I'm thinking of warming up some milk," Luca explained.

"Where's the milk?" Luke asked.

"In the fridge."

steered his

hurriedly followed behind him. "Mr. Crawford, the microwave is

could not reach it in his

meant. He could still stand up. It would just take

came at the right time, and at the same time, it was

he was. She took the milk out of the refrigerator, poured it into a

moving and frowned. 'This woman doesn't know how to cherish her

made a ding, and Luca

hot?" Luke wanted to push her onto the bed just

warm." Luca walked out of the kitchen with

it down, the doorbell of

Mr. Doyle." Luca was about to open the door when she

had to stay in

controlled his wheelchair and went to open

breakfast," Jason said while carrying several bags with both

Luke said.

he did wrong and

Luca, she was sitting on the chair beside the dining table. He greeted her with a

to take the bags in his hand when she heard Luke say, "You're injured. Can't you be more

The atmosphere was awkward.

Jason, then at Luke. She took a

reminding

milk and fried eggs on the table. He immediately understood that the gloomy expression on

usually cook. He definitely was not the

but was still cooking. Luke must be upset because of how

she returned, she was not as obedient and weak as before. Luke was in a bad mood but did not

his beloved woman. He was

Luke was even more upset when he noticed

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