Chapter 18

Emily's POV;

Henry, "Mr Hamilton will get mad at me, please eat, mam."

"he said he'll come for lunch. I'm going to wait for him."

"mam..."

"Sorry for being late." I saw Mr Hamilton entering the house and walked to the dining table. He sat across from me and asked, "Henry, what's for lunch?"

I started eating after the food was served.

While I was eating, I noticed blood on Mr Hamilton's knuckles.

"What happened to your hand, Mr Hamilton?"

"what?" he looked at his hand and said, "It's...

it was nothing." he picked up a spoon and ate some of the soup that came with the sandwich.

I watched as he continued to eat without any more hesitation or care about the blood.

As soon as we finished eating, I told him to sit down, I would help clean the blood off his hands. I cleaned the blood off his hands and handed him a bandage to wrap around it.

Mr Hamilton looked at it with an inquisitive gaze before putting it in his pocket. He then looked back at me and smiled softly. He stood from his