Then he lifts it and I can still see slight bruising, but the swelling has subsided massively.
"It's fine. Muxin had me keep ice on it for the afternoon." He reassured.
What? Muxin? Seriously?
"Muxin had?" I blurt without thinking about what tone I should use.
But I could sense as if it comes out accusingly.
He frowns at me, and I hate myself for sounding so shocked.
"Wei Lin. She was just being caring," he says coolly, but this only raises my concern.
So she has seen his bruises marked on wrists? She wouldn't take much time based on her intelligence she has figured out where those bruised had come from.
Just like a dumbstruck that hit on my head when I realise that there's another woman are willingly looking after my man who doesn't feel well, and the fact that his so; friendly friend with pouty lips hits hardly at my jealous come out to the surface.
