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.

to grab myself some food but sheepishly retracted my hands and sat

to

It was just a slight burn on

mouth!" The tone of his voice was still

no choice, I opened my mouth. He patiently spooned mouthful after mouthful of food into my mouth, forcing me

ignored my protests and carried me over to the couch in the living room,

hand to my forehead. I had learned a long time ago that Theo was very good at taking care of people. If he cared about you, he would take such good care of you that you would

that I would start to crave his kindness, terrified I would eventually end up losing m y sense of

take care of you if you get spoiled, anyway,"

and watched him remove the pith from the oranges for m e, I could not help but

asked, turning to look at me. The cold look in

quite handsome when

other times? It looks like I’ll have to give you a lesson in appreciating aesthetics. I'm so good-looking, but you never notice

tear their eyes away from you," I said

"Am I just handsome?”

"And?"

"Handsome, talented, and rich."

"Continue!"

are unparalleled and