227: Chapter 228: What to Do with Her?
227: Chapter 228: What to Do with Her?
The man bent down, his warm palms landing on her ribs.
Despite her lips being tightly pursed, she made no move.
It was just that incident; with her current strength, she couldn’t resist anyway.
She thought he was going to force her again, but before she knew it, she was lightened and propped up into a sitting position.
Huangfu Jue pulled a cushion behind her back, reached over to grab the blanket he had pulled away, and wrapped her body with it as if she were a rice dumpling.
Then, the man stood up, pulled the door open again, and after a mont bent back inside, returning with a small trolley in his hands.
On the trolley rested a walnut wood tray, on which sat several dishes covered with insulating silver lids.
It seed to be so sort of food.
In the air, the fragrance of rice wafted, and she couldn’t help but swallow her saliva.
The man, just then turning his face, caught her small movent.
Without a word, he uncovered the dishes and placed the tray on her lap.
Rembering he hadn’t washed his hands, he turned to get a wet wipe.
At this point, Gan Yuan had already stretched an arm out from under the blanket, pinching a fork and reaching for the food on the plate.
“Stop!”
Seeing her action, the man barked sharply.
Her hand holding the food paused mid-air for a second, then she continued to bring it towards her mouth.
Just as the food was about to enter her mouth, her wrist was grabbed by him.
With a stretch of his large hand, he snatched the fork from her grasp and tossed it back onto the trolley.
Her food being taken away, the already famished Gan Yuan imdiately lost her temper.
“What are you doing!”
He brought the food to her, yet he refused to let her eat.
Did he expect her just to look at it?
Huangfu Jue paid her no attention and rely took her hand, carefully wiping her palm and fingers with the wet wipe.
He cleaned her hands thoroughly twice, ensuring her fingers were clean before he took a new fork and placed it on the napkin on the tray.
“Eat!”
This fellow, just like her son, was extrely keen on cleanliness!
Gan Yuan pursed her lips, picked up the fork from the plate, speared a piece of fish, and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing vigorously.
The man frowned disapprovingly, “Be careful of bones!”
Who eats fish like that?
Even though the fish had been processed, there’s always a chance that a tiny bone might not have been properly removed…
“Cough!” As soon as the words fell, Gan Yuan frowned and opened her mouth, “You…
you jinx, bring the napkin here!”
She was careless herself, yet she still had the gall to bla others?
Feeling a surge of irritation in his heart, yet seeing her like that, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of distress.
Damn chef, how could there possibly be bones in the fish at, he would fire him tomorrow!
Huangfu Jue passed her a napkin, which Gan Yuan imdiately snatched away, coughing forcefully a few tis until she finally coughed up the small piece of fish that had been stuck in her throat.
After crumbling the used napkin into a ball and tossing it into his lap, she glared at him discontentedly.
“Don’t talk while I’m eating!”
With furrowed brows, the man sat by the bed as she began to eat her dinner from the plate once again, this ti being careful to chew and swallow slowly and ticulously.
Huangfu Jue sat by the bed, watching her eat, his gaze sweeping past the dark red bite mark on her neck as he lightly pursed his lips.
Earlier at the airport, in his rage he hadn’t been gentle or considered the severity of the bite mark.
It must be quite painful, right?
A sense of concern instinctively rose in his heart, tinged with a hint of regret.
He had intended to punish her, but in the end, it was he who felt miserable.
This wretched, foul woman—what was he supposed to do with her?
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