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?

didn’t see Nicolas as

thoughts were whirling but her

was probably because Nicolas didn’t have a girlfriend, so she didn’t have to worry about overstepping

it was my fault”

pleasing when he was in a good mood.

said quietly, “Maybe you should put some ice

“No need. Didn’t you say I have

help but laugh.

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

at him, “What deal?”

to eat oxtail stewed in

I’m a chef, capable

heart, you’re better than a chef.

his words She responded, “That dish is complicated. It requires

get the ingredients, you just cook‘ He turned his face, “Look at my injury. Since we became friends, you’ve

say anything

words successfully evoke Trisha’s guilt. Despite the hassle of cooking, she readily

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