"Well, you should finish your dinner first. I'm going downstairs to grab the first aid kit," Chloe said. She got up and went downstairs.
Vernon's eyes followed Chloe until she went downstairs.
Vernon then looked at his hand and the dinner that Chloe had made. His heartache worsened, so he clenched his fist, "Don't be weak, Vernon. You should use her. You're the one who told her that she is nothing but a maid and a woman you'll use for sex. Don't fall into her honey trap."
Vernon clenched his fist to shift the pain from his heart to his hand. His fist started bleeding, but he didn't care. It was far better than feeling this strange feeling in his heart again.
"Vernon, are you done with dinner?" Chloe asked as she climbed back to Vernon's penthouse.
She saw that Vernon had already eaten his fill and had already moved to the sofa.
"I'm done with dinner. You can return to your room now, sister-in-law," Vernon said.
