"How do you know that I like black tea?" As soon as she asked this question, Alina regretted it.
After all, she knew Chester liked her.
Alina regretted that she didn't reject Grandpa Max back then, if she had really met Chester first, then between her and Caleb, it probably would have been really impossible, right?
No, there is no medicine for regret in this world.
Besides, no one could see that Caleb was such a scum before he married her.
When thinking like this, Alina was not only wary of Chester, she was simply wary of all men in the world.
Chester smiled, with a slight bitterness.
"I know all your likes and dislikes." Alina asked with regret, yet the man replied with frankness.
Alina froze even more.
Apprehensively, she picked up the black tea in front of her, yet in her panic, she forgot that the freshly brewed tea was hot.
The cup fell to the floor.
Alina didn't react when a force came to her wrist, and then she was picked up.
By the time she reacted, she was already being carried to the kitchen by the man, and her fingers already rushed under the cold water. The icy coldness eased the burning sensation of being scalded.
At the moment.
Alina was encircled by the man in his arms, as if he was guarding it.
Subconsciously, she was about to burst out of the tall man's arms.
However, there was a serious voice from above her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore?"
"Yes."
The moment she opened her mouth, it was like a kitten's claws scratching at the man's heart, instantly, her body was tense, "Be good if it hurts."
Alina is really painful.
After rinsing for several minutes, her fingers were still red, so it was evident that they had been burned quite lightly.
And her fingers were so important, especially for designers those who have to do their own crafts.
The most taboo thing is to hurt her hands, especially her fingers.
"And now?" The man's tone was soft.
Alina, "Much better."
She said it was much better.
But the moment she left the cool water, the pain was again hot and sizzling.
Suddenly.
A man's angry roar came from the hall, "What are you doing?"
The moment both of them turned back in unison, they saw that Caleb had appeared over here at some point. At this moment, he was looking at them angrily.
Chester's face instantly sank as he glanced icily at the butler, who had an apprehensive look on his face, "Master Caleb is very tough."
There was no time to inform them, and Caleb sort of barged straight in.
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