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

whirling but her mood

have a girlfriend, so she didn’t have to worry about overstepping boundaries and could

it was my fault”

words were particularly pleasing when he was in

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

seriously “No need. Didn’t you say I have thick skin?”

help but laugh.

in, whispering. “Can we make a deal, Trisha?”

at him,

oxtail stewed in

eyelids twitched, “Do you think I’m

my heart, you’re better than a chef.

dish is complicated. It

my injury. Since we became friends, you’ve tripped or

anything for food.

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

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