“Cook a meal, don’t be sour or spicy.”
After saying this, Kristen strode forward and carried Catherine horizontally. Ignoring the frown on her face due to the pain, the corners of her lips curled up sinisterly. The arms that were hugging her tightened even more. She was satisfied to see that the frown on her face had tightened even more, only then did she carry her back to the bedroom.
Catherine secretly tightened the hem of her clothes, enduring the pain that was caused by his malicious tightening force. She sighed in her heart. This man was really vile!
On the surface, he was going to carry her upstairs, but in reality, he was using all his strength to hold her wound and press it down.
As expected, in the next moment, blood seeped out from the white gauze and dyed the gauze red.
