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Becky has collapsed

Azariah didn't mean to pour the hot cup of coffee on Becky's body, it was a damn mistake, especially as she fought over the mug with him. 

"Oh my Gosh! Becky, I am sorry, I didn't mean to..." his voice trailed when Becky cut in anger filled in her voice. 

"Cut the apologies, you made it willfully, now that I'm stocked with a burnt arm, I guess you are happy," Becky muttered angrily. 

She had every right to be angry, the least Azariah could do was tried to pretend. 

Of course, he didn't, rather, he was ready to take full responsibility for his actions even though the lady was not ready to cooperate. 

"Let me have your hand," Azariah asked in a calm mood, trying his best to be polite. 

He had sympathy for the lady that sat in front of him, and as the pains increased, she jumped out of the bed, frightened that her hand might have incurred terrible damage. 

Becky was tired of having this crazy man order her around sin
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