Brian hung up the phone with a sour expression.

“Dinner’s ready!” Rosalynn stepped out of the kitchen and carried the dishes to the dining room.

Brian’s gaze softened as he took his seat at the table.

Watching Rosalynn place the dishes one by one on the table made him happy. But…

“Ouch!” Brian Looked at his right arm and frowned.

“What’s wrong? Is your arm hurting?” Rosalynn asked with concern as she ladled soup for him.

arm hurts so much I can’t even feed myself.” Brian looked

hurt to the point he couldn’t feed

So what?

blinking. “Weren’t you fine while chopping potatoes earlier?” wanted to help you. I had to endure

want me

assumed

at a loss for words. Considering he got hurt because of her,

look

he had saved

stood up and took a

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