When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 183 Bitten By Myself

After rating, Beatrice took her medicine as instructed by the doctor and then the lay down on the hed feeling drowy.

I fainly heard Monica saying she was going back to the hotel, and the nodded before falling asleep

But for some reason, she always felt like someone was seating at her by the bed She squinted her eyes and took a glance, then turned over

The next second, she suddenly opened her eyes and jumped up from the bed, turning her head to glare at the man beside the bed.

"Uncle Caden, it's very late now. What do you want from me?

Have you eaten? Caden asked in a low voice.

"Eat..."

Beatrice was about to say that she had already eaten when Keith, who was behind Caden, raised the bag in his hand and winked.

"Ms. Lindsey! Burlington's specialty snacks, Mr. Caden hasn't eaten them yet, so he brought them specially to eat with you."

Considering Beatrice's penchant for singing in a contrarian manner.

Keith implied that he might as well be explicit.

Beatrice pulled the blanket on her body and pretended not to see: "I won't eat, let Uncle Caden take it over and eat with Madelynn, she loves to eat." Caden is now sitting in a wheelchair, and she is not afraid of what he might da

Just as she finished speaking, the surrounding air seemed to freeze all of a sudden, feeling stuffy.

"She went back. You accompany me for a meal, Caden waved his hand at Keith.

Keith immediately walked over TO the small table and placed the food Beatrice shrank at the head of the bed, her face turning a shade paler. Madelynn left, I was just using her for entertainment.

Seeing her unmoving, Caden's gaze deepened slightly, "I saved you, and this is your attitude?"

Beatrice interrupted, "I know, I'll accompany you for dinner."

She lifted the covers and got out of bed, sitting in front of the table, stuffing food into her mouth like a puppet.

Seeing this, Caden pursed his lips, his gaze turning cold as he tightly grasped her wrist, saying, "If you don't like it, then don't eat it.

"I didn't care."

Beatrice continued to eat, bowing her head.

Because I had stuffed too much in my mouth, the swollen area on my cheek was also throbbing with a burning sensation.

But she still didn't stop eating, she just felt frustrated inside.

Why did everyone have to force her?

With a loud bang. Caden abruptly dropped his fork before he even took a bite, forcefully pulling her towards him and seating her on his lap.

Thinking about his legs, Beatrice struggled to get up.

body was tightly held in the

to speak up and remind,

somewhat cold and hoarse: "So, you actually

Beatrice wanted to

but

body beneath her

past life, so she understood his changes. She turned her head to look at him, a light mist

"What?"

deep black eyes gazed

it well. Her small emotions would always be revealed through those

Stubborn and embarrassed.

already delicate and beautiful face even more intriguing, as if

he also had

seeing her face clearly,

to approach her, she frowned

exposing her swollen half face under the light. Clear palm prints, with tiny blood vessels beneath

as it was about to

"Stop looking."

apply

Caden pulled her closer.

Beatrice didn't speak

to worry Monica, she insisted that it didn't hurt and applied an ice pack for

thoughts and

immediately left the

lap, but he turned the

table and him.

Chapter

instant, the man's warm chest

breath sprayed onto her cheeks, making her already hot face even hotter. In his ear was his

"I didn't like it."

did he still buy so

food on the table, all of which she hadn't eaten at the night market

was startled and instinctively turned her

mysterious gaze, she saw the unhidden

eyes.

Beatrice's breath hitched, feeling

she was being

other takeout." She tried to get up, but suddenly her head was held and pressed in front of Caden. The man fixed his gaze

but it wasn't enough. He pressed harder to deepen the

that moment, Keith knocked on

a panic and raised her

however, held her even tighter, with no intention of letting

also did not knock on the door

definitely guessed what

knocked

um... Brend

meaning was that he

anymore.