NovelEnglish
Chapter 12 I was taken aback by her words. I knew that she did it on purpose, but I could not stop the hurt from her
words. I gripped the railing of the stairs tightly. My knuckles turned white from the force of me holding
onto it. After some moments, I calmed myself down and turned around slowly. I then tried to say
something. “Are you hungry? I can cook something for you.” Theo interjected, not giving me a chance
to speak. He smiled while looking at Cindy. “Sure, sure. Theo, I want to have some of the fish cooked
by you.” Cindy ignored me and looked at Theo with a joyous expression on her face. “Alright. Why don’t
you watch some television while you wait for me? It will be ready soon.” I turned around and headed
upstairs. I closed the door to shut out the noises from the living room. After returning to my room, I sat
in front of the window wall. It was a hot day, but I was feeling so cold that I was trembling. I wrapped my
arms around my knees and curled up on myself. ……. In the morning, the ringtone from my phone
woke me up. It was from Cindy’s texts. She wanted me to go down to prepare breakfast for her. I was
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtstill dazed since I had just woken up. After a few moments, I finally recalled that Theo had told me to
take care of her yesterday. My head hurt a little as I did not sleep well last night. I struggled to get out of
bed. “Mason, please have a seat. I’ll get some fruit for you.” As I headed downstairs, I heard Cindy
greeting Mason as if she was the lady of the house. After speaking, she wheeled herself back to the
dining room. Since she was not used to using a wheelchair, the wheelchair did not move no matter how
much she tried to wheel it. I stood on the staircase in silence as I watched her performance. There was
no sign of Theo in the house. He must be at work. “No need. Please don’t move about,” Mason said.
He then turned around and caught sight of me. He nodded and said coldly, “Miss Lane, Theo asked me
over to change Cindy’s dressing.” “Wanda, you’re finally awake. Get some fruits for Mason and prepare
breakfast at once!” Cindy ordered. She was already treating me like a maid. I did not say a word and
headed to the kitchen. Mason followed me and said, “I know that you did not do it. Didn’t you clarify this
with him?” I knew that he was referring to Cindy’s injury at the company. After a moment of silence, I
turned around to take a teacup and poured water into the cup for him. “My explanation is not important.
What is more important is that Miss Reed is injured, and someone must take care of her, isn’t it?” I
asked in exasperation. Mason did not say anything. He turned around to grab a medicine kit from the
living room. He looked at me and said, “Your dressing needs to be changed as well.” After saying that,
he took my injured hand without waiting for a response from me. He removed the layers of bandage.
The wound had turned whitish due to the rainwater yesterday. It looked like it was suppurating. Oddly, I
did not feel any pain from last night till today morning. Mason stopped and frowned. He raised his head
to look at me. After a while, he asked, “Does it hurt?” It was the second time that he had asked me that
question. I kept quiet. A wave of emotions washed over me. Drip! A large teardrop the size of a pearl
fell onto the ground. Wind billowed through the corridor. The silent and deserted corridor seemed even
more empty. Even a mere acquaintance like Mason believed that I did not hurt Cindy. Mason even
remembered that I hurt my hand too and had asked me twice if I felt hurt. Why wouldn’t he think the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsame way? How could he be so forgetful? How could he not remember any of it? How could he ask me
to take care of his beloved when my hand was injured as well? He knew that I would be upset, and
somehow he always managed to hurt me even more. I tried to pull back my hand from his hands.
However, he held on to my hand tightly. “If you do not change your dressing, the wound will fester
further.” Mason assumed his usual calmness and grabbed my hand firmly to treat my wound. I knew
that he was not a nosy person. Did my situation warranted his pity, or was he treating me nicely
because I was Theo’s wife? After changing my bandage, Mason remained silent and turned around to
change the dressing of Cindy’s wound. I took out a few eggs from the refrigerator and fried them. I
toasted a few pieces of bread and poured some milk. After preparing them, I divided the food into three
portions and took it out to the living room. “Is this all that you are letting me eat?” Cindy asked with
much dissatisfaction in her voice. “What else are you expecting?” I took a bite of my bread and looked
at her impassively. “I don’t care. I want to have a large feast. I am calling Theo right now, and I am
going to ask him to come back to cook lunch for me in the afternoon.” Cindy took out her phone after
speaking.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
