Adrian Law's thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and his phoenix eyes were as sharp as knives, clearly indicating his anger.
"Cecilia Vaughn, are you in your twenties, or are you just two years old?"
"No, even a two-year-old child would cry to alert others, but you?"
A few days ago, her hand had been burned by hot coffee, and now she has somehow cut a long gash again!
And yet she hasn't even treated it at all, not even uttered a word about the pain!
Can this woman take care of herself or not?
...
Zion Prescott, who had been standing on the side, also got his attention drawn and looked at Cecilia's bleeding hand.
Suddenly, he understood why his friend was so smitten with her.
——Hurt and yet quietly enduring it, truly a stubborn girl.
...
Cecilia was taken aback and, upon hearing Adrian's angry words, finally became aware that her hand was injured.
Earlier, when cutting apples for Evan Vaughn, he mentioned that awful couple and she got distracted, cutting her hand.
