Chapter 200
Chapter 200
Aurelia watched Leslie's retreating figure and noticed that his hands were trembling slightly. There was even blood dripping from the tips of his fingers.
She immediately said, “Mr. Synder, thank you.”
Leslie nodded and entered the room.
Aurelia walked to the entrance and opened the plastic bag.
Though they were slightly soaked, her heels weren't damaged.
At the same time, she also saw Leslie’s shoes.
They were inexplicably cut with large slashes on the surface and sole.
Aurelia felt struck.
Leslie always gave her the impression of an aloof deity.
She couldn’t imagine him bending over and seeking over garbage.
Aurelia didn’t dwell on the thought.
She turned around and found a cloth to wipe Leslie’s shoes.
Then, she placed them together with her own, ready to take them for repair.
She cleaned the entrance and corridor thoroughly and opened the windows for ventilation. Soon the air was filled with a faint lemon fragrance.
Having finished cleaning up, she entered the kitchen to prepare some food.
When she finished cooking, she tried to plate the food.
However, her hands were still aching and lacked strength.
In the end, she had to put it down.
At this moment, a hand reached out from behind to take the plate from her.
“Til do it. You can stand here.”
“Alright.” Aurelia nodded and stood aside.
Leslie reached out and plated the food from a pot.
On his exposed forearm, there were numerous small cuts.
Although they weren't bleeding, they still looked painful.
“Let's eat,” he said and turned to exit the kitchen.
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Aurelia took the utensils and followed suit.
Throughout the meal, the two of them remained silent.
Aurelia wanted to speak several times, but Leslie’s previous words would echo in her mind each time she tried.
She was just a purchased item and had no right to express her opinions here.
Thinking of this, she lowered her head.
After a moment, Leslie put down his fork and stood up slowly.
Aurelia found it difficult to swallow the food in her mouth.
Although Leslie helped her find the heels, his attitude remained indifferent.
Just as she was preparing to tidy up the dishes, a medicine box appeared in front of her. “Give me your hand,” Leslie said in a deep voice.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
“Huh?” Aurelia was stunned.
Leslie took her hand and spread her palm.
There was a shallow cut on her palm, but it wasn’t too severe.
He frowned as he looked at the wound and took out the wound ointment he had bought at the pharmacy. Applying a little on a cotton swab, he wiped her wound.
“It might sting a bit.”
“You...Ah!” Aurelia barely spoke when the cotton swab touched her cut, causing her to gasp sharply. She couldn't say anything due to the pain.
After a while, she felt a cool sensation in her palm.
She saw Leslie lowering his head and blowing gently on her wound and was instantly taken aback. After that, she felt a warmth spreading throughout her entire body.
She tried to pull away, but he pulled her hand back toward him.
“Quit moving around. Don’t you want your wounds treated?”
“Okay.” She stared at him as he treated her wounds.
Astrange feeling overwhelmed her.
She didn’t know the meaning behind his action and didn’t dare to think too much of it.
All she knew was that Leslie hated her and that hatred would only deepen if this relationship. apter
continued.
“If that’s the case, | might as well...” she thought.
She slowly opened her mouth and Leslie spoke up almost at the same time.
“Let's get a divorce.”
“I'm sorry about today.”