Hans stood there, puzzled.

He had no idea what had just happened downstairs.

Freya was sitting on the couch, tucking away the ointment she had been applying.

In no time, Neil had returned from his grocery run.

As Neil walked in with two heavy bags, Freya said, "Just leave the stuff in the kitchen, I'll start cooking now."

"Are you sure you can handle the knife with your hand like that?"

Neil spoke up, "From a doctor's perspective, I'd really suggest you get someone else to chop the veggies. What if your hand slips and you cut yourself?" Freya hadn't considered this before Neil mentioned it, and suddenly realized she indeed needed someone to help her chop the vegetables.

So, naturally, her gaze fell on Neil.

saw Freya looking his way, he quickly said, "My knife skills are pretty trash compared to Preston's. I'll get him to come down and give

way upstairs, eager to avoid

knocked on Preston's door. After knocking for what felt like an eternity without a response, he

saying that, Neil didn't forget to whisper at the door, "This is your chance to shine! I've set this up for you, so hurry up and open

opposite room, seeing Neil hovering at the door,

get your boss to come

explained, "I've finally found a perfect opportunity for him to showcase his charm to Freya. Her hand is injured, and she can't hold a knife properly. Preston's knife skills are exceptional, so he's the

finish, a sharp noise from downstairs interrupted him. The sound of a knife hitting

instantly opened his

realized what might have happened and muttered,

They all hurried down.

found Freya bending over to pick up

looked up at the group rushing down, still bent over, she said, "I just didn't grip

Neil was speechless, having thought she had actually hurt

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