Chapter 82 Why Was He So Caring Toward Her? 

As soon as they were in the living room, Rosalie was pinned onto the couch.

The three little ones stuck closely to her like three little tails as they looked worriedly at her handkerchief–wrapped finger. Byron, on the other hand, was scouring the living room for a first aid kit.

Alas, Lucian got off the couch and took the first aid kit out from below the TV cabinet. He passed it to him.

Byron caressed Lucian‘s head, took the first aid kit, and stood beside Rosalie.

The little ones scampered away, giving him space. Byron sat down with an aloof expression. His icy aura caused the atmospheric pressure around him to have a major dip, but his actions were gentle. Rosalie lowered her gaze to watch him for a while before she could not help but avert it in feign calmness to look at the floor. If she were to continue watching him, she was afraid that she might cause some unwanted misunderstanding. This man. All he had for her was supposed to only be pure hatred, so why was he so caring toward her now?

the wound, Byron took out a band-aid and

breathed a secret sigh of relief. She got up to put some distance between them as she thanked him softly, “Sorry to have troubled

around, wanting to continue cleaning up. “What are you doing?” Byron‘s angry voice

done

such an impressive resume, could not take care of herself

she had done wrong yet again. Could it be that she had inconvenienced him

to

your wound. You can‘t be in

and was about to wash up before heading to bed. At that moment, he received a call from his beloved master. He answered the

a domestic helper here at No. 32, Empire Court within half an

Luther, albeit confused, contacted a domestic helper agency and fetched the domestic helper personally. He escorted her to the

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