TIED BY DESTINY
he asked, his voice still cold and icy.
“Yes, let me serve... ahhh!” I accidentally touched the scorching hot pot, causing a sharp pain to shoot through my hand.
“What the...” Dylan quickly jumped up from his chair and grabbed my hand. “Where is your mind, Daisy? Look at the wound, it looks severe!” His frustration was evident on his face.
“It’s okay, Dylan,” I said hesitantly, pulling my hand away from his grip.
“Huh, now you don’t even want me to touch you, huh. Do you want your ex boyfriend to dress up your wound?” he said, his frustration growing more palpable.
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