NovelEnglish“No.
Please don’t be so courteous. I’m responsible for the kidnapping. If I were any better now, I would have visited your house and apologized.”
Mia was impressed by how modest and polite Ivan was. She smiled and stole a glance at her daughter. Kasie was an extrovert, but she was acting shy in front of him. That was unusual.
“Ivan, I cooked this soup for you early this morning. Kasie, chere. Pour ssoup for him.
It’s good for his health,” she deliberately ordered her daughter.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKasie didn’t put much thought into it and nodded, “Okay.” She opened the thermos container.
Ivan accepted their kind offer without hesitating.
“Thank you, Mr. and
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Mrs. Garcia. Sorry for the trouble, Kasie.”
Kasie smiled without replying. She clumsily poured the soup into a bowl.
As the only daughter of the Garcia family, Kasie had led an affluent life and had never done much housework. Even filling a bowl of soup was difficult work for her. Finally, she managed to fill the bowl without spilling any of the soup.
Mason had laid the table for Ivan. Kasie cautiously walked towards the table with the hot bowl in her hands. At that moment, Ivan tried to move his body to find a more comfortable position to sit in, and his shoulder accidentally hit Kasie’s.
“Aargh!” The hot soup spilled onto her hand and in response to the burn, she reflexively dropped the bowl onto the table. The soup poured out and began flowing onto the quilt and the floor. It was a mess.
Mason was talking something to Mia on the other side of the bed, so they didn’t see what had actually happened. They thought Kasie had been too clumsy and careless. So Mason scolded her, “Kasie, how could you be so careless?” He turned to Mia and said in a hurry, “Get a tissue!”
“Yes! Kasie, move. I’ll clean it.” Mia hastily pulled out a few tissues from the stand, and tried to stop more soup from dripping onto the bedding.
Ivan lifted the bowl from the table and Mia began cleaning it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, he looked at Mason who was frowning at his daughter. Ivan explained immediately, “It’s not Kasie’s fault, Mr. Garcia. My arm hit hers as she was bringing the soup. I’m sorry, Kasie. Did you hurt your hand?”
Kasie touched her scalded right hand, tears welling up in her eyes. The soup was very hot since it was kept in a thermos container. Her hand was swollen red already.
When he noticed that Kasie had scalded herself, Mason gasped. He grabbed her hand to check it.
“Are you okay? Are you hurt, Kasie?”
Kasie nodded, biting her lower lip to suppress her cry. Then she walked to the bathroom and placed her hand under the cold water to relieve her pain. After that, Mason took her to the nurse station to apply sointment on it.
By the tthey cback, a cleaner had already changed the quilt for
Ivan. He was eating the soup which Mia had poured for him. Seeing Kasie and Mason at the door, he asked with concern, “Kasie, how’s your hand now?”
“Nothing serious. Thank you.” Kasie forced an embarrassing smile and sat down on the sofa.
As he drank the soup, Ivan talked to Mason about business. Mia would chip in occasionally and say something about the Garcia family. Kasie was sitting on the sofa, silently texting Debbie.
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