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.

ran his hand under cold water for a moment and ignored it. Ten minutes later, the food was heated up, so he carefully brought it out. "Chelsea, I heated up the food, so eat

blankly picked up

meal did Hugh feel relieved. Now, it was time to let her

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

tucked his hand behind him. He did

first. It's just a little burn. I'll

cry. 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

scared to death by Chelsea's sudden tears. He clumsily wiped her tears away and stuttered, "Chelsea, why are you crying again? Did I do something wrong? Please don't be mad." His slow-witted remarks made Chelsea laugh. It was the

Chelsea laughed while scolding

she skillfully retrieved the first aid kit and applied medicine to his burn

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