Applying Medicine
Even if Vinson said nothing, Sam would have done the same to terminate Annabelle’s contract.
After getting into the car, Vinson sped all the way home. He did not go to the Nightshire residence, but
Maple Mansion.
When they got to the mansion, the wound on Arielle’s neck had started to spread.
Seeing her reddened wound, Vinson clenched his fists. He started blaming himself for failing to protect
Arielle and causing her to go through such a traumatic experience.
“Can you help me apply some medicine?”
She interrupted his thoughts and handed him the first aid kit.
Vinson let out a sigh and sat down. Then, he applied the medicine gently to her neck.
Thereafter, Arielle needed some rest.
So, Vinson came up with an excuse and left the room. Though he did not utter a word, Arielle knew
exactly what he was up to.
At night, he would join her in the bedroom to accompany her, just like the past few nights.
The small but well-equipped room had become their love nest for those few days.
Due to Arielle’s injury, Vinson slept through the night.
The next day, the morning sun seeped in through gaps between the tree branches outside and shone
on Arielle’s window.
When Arielle woke up, she felt so refreshed; a feeling she never had before.
With that, she knew that the poison in her body was almost cleared out of her systems.
The first thing she did was gaze at the man sleeping next to her. It was early, so Vinson was still fast
asleep. He seems to be in a deep sleep. I guess all the happenings recently must have tired him out.
He’s been following my schedules and doing all the things he has never done before. He’s even willing
to be my bodyguard.
“I appreciate all you have done very much,” she muttered softly while pinching his cheeks.
Then, she got out of bed quietly.
She wanted to do something to surprise Vinson.
So, she headed to the kitchen.
Since it was way before breakfast, the housekeeper had not started working in the kitchen. Thankfully,
the ingredients were plentiful, and she had all that she needed to make Vinson a big breakfast.
It was one of the very few things that Arielle could actually do for Vinson.
Skimming through the ingredients, Arielle picked out some eggs, milk, bread, and vegetables. She had
decided to prepare a sandwich, some eggs and heat up the milk.
It had been days since Vinson last had home-cooked food.
Shortly after preparing the materials, Arielle lit the stove. Within moments, a lovely aroma filled the
kitchen as well as the entire place.
Vinson, who had a great sense of smell, was awakened by the smell of delicious food.
He habitually looked to the side to check on Arielle as soon as he opened his eyes, but she was not
there.
Panicked, many thoughts ran through his mind as he thought hard about where Arielle could have gone
so early in the morning.
Immediately, he sobered up, got dressed, and went out the door to look for Arielle.
The smell of food led him to the kitchen, and he found who he was looking for there.
“Sannie, you’re injured.”
A tinge of frustration laced his tone.
Why is she cooking for me when she’s not well?
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