Unbothered by Chelsea's reaction, Hugh continued persuading her, "Chelsea, for Lucy's sake, can you please come out and eat just a little bit?"

Chelsea closed her eyes, reluctantly put her phone down, and got out of bed like a robot.

After she opened the door, Hugh's face lit up as he finally got to see his girlfriend who had not left the room for days. However, he could tell from her gaunt face and bloodshot eyes that she had not had proper rest in a long time.

Sighing, he carefully supported her to the dining table. "Chelsea, sit down first. Let me heat up the food."

Chelsea obediently sat down without saying anything.

Hugh's gaze dimmed. He knew that this was a psychological issue, so she needed time to heal. All he could do now was take care of Chelsea's health.

He put on the apron and reheated the food that had gone cold, but because of his lack of experience, he accidentally burned his hand on the bowl.

for a moment and ignored it. Ten minutes later, the food was

up the

meal did Hugh feel relieved. Now, it was

and said, "Chelsea, you should get some sleep. Your eyes are all red." Chelsea did not respond at first, but when Hugh helped her up, she noticed his reddened hand. With a hoarse voice, Chelsea asked, "What happened

shifty as he tucked his hand behind him. He did not

should go to sleep first. It's just a little burn. I'll go put some ointment

After crying at Lucy's funeral, she thought that she had run out of tears, but her vision was blurred once again. A sour feeling welled up in her. This time,

again? Did I do something wrong? Please don't be mad." His slow-witted remarks made Chelsea laugh. It

laughed

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