Trisha promptly raised her hand, but seeing the handprint on his face, she hesitated.

She gently touched the imprint on Nicolas face and asked softly. “Does it hurt?”

A pang of bitterness hit Nicolas as he quietly replied, “It hurts, but it hurts more that you don’t care.”

“Was I wrong?” Trisha frowned. “Wasn’t it you who didn’t explain properly? I was distancing myself from you for your own good”

“It seems it was my mistake.”

“It was your mistake” Trisha wanted to say how dare you kiss me without warning, but thought better of it and kept it to herself

Because he shouldn’t have kissed her

She was a bit confused Why was she angrier at Nicolas words than his kiss?

Nicolas as a man, so a kiss didn’t

her mood was inexplicably

didn’t have to worry

it was my

he was in a good mood.

glanced at him and said quietly, “Maybe you should put some ice on your face, it looks

Didn’t you say I

couldn’t help but laugh.

leaned in, whispering. “Can we make a deal,

him, “What deal?”

to eat oxtail stewed in red wine

you think I’m a chef, capable of cooking

grinned, “In my heart, you’re better than a chef. You’re

She responded, “That dish is complicated. It requires a

eat it immediately. I’ll get the ingredients, you just cook‘ He turned his face, “Look at my injury. Since we

say anything for

successfully evoke Trisha’s guilt. Despite the hassle of cooking, she readily agreed, “III list the ingredients, you

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