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?

as a man, so a kiss

whirling but her mood

a girlfriend, so she didn’t have to

was my fault”

he was in a

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

“No need. Didn’t you say I have

couldn’t help but laugh.

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

him, “What deal?”

to eat oxtail stewed in red wine this weekend”

twitched, “Do you think I’m

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

delighted by his words She responded, “That dish is complicated.

you just cook‘ He turned his face, “Look at my injury. Since we became friends, you’ve tripped or hit me you don’t make it up to me, I might not be able to get up next time.”

would say anything for

hassle of cooking, she readily agreed, “III list the ingredients, you

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