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 matter?

but her mood was inexplicably

have a girlfriend, so she didn’t have to

it was my

words were particularly pleasing when he was in a good

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

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

couldn’t help

in, whispering. “Can we make a

glanced at him, “What

stewed in red wine this

think I’m a chef, capable of cooking

my heart, you’re better than a chef. You’re the

is complicated.

Since we became friends, you’ve tripped or hit me you don’t make

would 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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