The Woman From Hell

Chapter 168

"Nothing, I just burnt myself." I had not expected the pot to be so hot. I quickly faked an air of calm although searing pain was now traveling through my index finger.

He picked up my hand and took a look at it. A furious expression took over his face as he asked, "You call this nothing?"

It was only then that I saw there was a white scald wound on my index finger, accompanied by the vague smell of burnt flesh.

The expression on his face was stony as he dragged m e into the living room, found the first-aid kit, and took out the burn ointment to apply onto my finger. He blew air on my finger as he applied it. His actions were gentle, but there was an ugly expression on his face. He did not say a word throughout the entire process.

"Um, I didn’t do it on purpose. I accidentally..." I began babbling nervously when I noticed he was angry.

He looked up at me, a furious expression on his handsome face and a cold look in his eyes. "Did anyone ask you to touch it? Didn't you know I had just boiled that soup? Don't you know how much it hurts t o be burnt on a hot summer's day?"

I chuckled dryly and waved the hand with ointment o n it. "It doesn't hurt anymore now that medicine's been applied to it."

"Hmph!” He glared at me before getting up. "Stay here, and don't move."

I hurriedly nodded.

He returned to the kitchen. Soon after, three dishes and a pot of soup were served on the dining table.

retracted my hands and sat

and walked over to me so h e could

slight burn on my left hand. There

voice was

opened my mouth. He patiently spooned mouthful after mouthful of food into my mouth, forcing me to eat an entire plate of food and drink up an entire bowl of soup

protests and carried me over to the couch in the living

at taking care of people. If he cared about you, he would take such good care of you that you would never

I could not help but say quietly. To be honest, I was terrified. Terrified that I would start to crave

care of you if you get spoiled,

handsome face and watched him remove the pith from the oranges for

asked, turning to look at me. The cold look in his eyes was gone, now

look quite handsome when you're concentrating,"

mean to say I'm not handsome at the other times? It looks like I’ll have to give you a lesson in

so handsome, no one can tear their eyes away from you," I

gazed at me. "Am I just

"And?"

"Handsome, talented, and rich."

"Continue!"

unparalleled and