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

but her mood was inexplicably

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

was

pleasing when he was in a good mood.

you should put some ice on your face,

Didn’t you

help but

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

him, “What

to eat oxtail stewed in red wine

“Do you think I’m a chef, capable of cooking

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

She responded, “That dish is complicated. It requires a lot of ingredients and takes

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

would say anything for

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

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