“Wait outside.” Before entering the room, Andrew Bask turned away the two people behind him. Then he lifted his leg and hooked back, pulling the door from left to right and leading Sarah Cox in.
“Sit down.” Putting down Sarah and placing her on the bed, Andrew breathed unevenly because he was still angry. As he stood in front of Sarah, he found the five-finger mark on her left cheek was especially obvious, then he asked, “Does it hurt?”
Sarah nodded and compressed her lips. Gently swiping fingertips over it would cause an itching.
“Didn’t you hear that I asked you to sit down?” Andrew said lowly. Gazing at her swollen cheek, he grasped his phone and notified the doctor. He felt rather irritable.
Sarah wanted to see her cheek, so she tried to get the mirror. Before she stood up, Andrew immediately stopped her with unsatisfied eyes on her, “Don’t move. Sarah, why are you so disobedient?” He felt upset, not knowing how to make Sarah own a sense of defense.
“I’m fine. My cheek only swell up a little. Let the doctor to bring some ice cubes.
“Idiot. Don’t you know to fight back? You said nothing wrong? I don’t know whether meeting you is lucky or not.”
“Emm, I’m really fine. Are you angry that Esame’s mother hit me just now?”
Oh Jesus, Andrew got speechless that Sarah finally were aware of the point. “In your opinion, shouldn't I be angry? Should I bear my woman to be beaten?
“I didn’t mean that. I know you were trying to protect me, I totally understand.” Compared to Andrew, Sarah was much calmer and continued saying softly, “Andrew, don’t blame them. It’s caused by me. If this slap makes them feel comfortable, I think it is worth much.”
“Considering they have accepted the compensation, absolutely you can take judicial measures if they still made trouble. Sarah, I don’t allow others to hurt you, but it doesn’t mean you can hurt yourself. Your kindness will eventually become a knife, and finally plunge into your own heart. " Andrew said rather straight and pointedly, his last two sentences were full of sarcasm.
Sarah slowly lowered her head and said nothing. Compressing her lips, she didn’t deny nor say anything radical. All his anger disappeared at once after seeing Sarah’s pitiful look. Andrew also sat down. The two people looked into each other on the bed. “Come over.” Andrew ordered and hooked his finger.
“Yes?” Sarah stared at Andrew with both tenderness and confusion. Her eyes like just woke up, distracted and dull.
“Kiss me, hurry up.” He scolded her deliberately, just like one scolding his wife.
Sarah stunned for a while, not believing he would say that, she was hesitate. With fingers crossed, her tender face blushed. Then without hesitation, she pounced on Andrew’s side face with her soft lips. Then Andrew tried crazily to gain the upper hand.
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