His expression frosty, Nathaniel stood where she asked.
He didn’t understand why she wanted him to stay until the smell of noodles filled his nose.
They smelled amazing…
And she enjoyed the food…
Nathaniel swallowed unconsciously, but he kept his expression neutral.
His stomach was empty, and the smell made him swoon.
It was torture to make him watch her eat.
Only then did he understand why she told him to stay.
When Lucinda had finished, she wiped her mouth gracefully with a napkin and looked at Nathaniel’s sullen face.
“Remember to clean the kitchen before you go to bed. Make sure it’s as clean as it was before either of us cooked. Don’t slack off.”
Lucinda stood up and was about to go upstairs when, through the corner of her eye, she saw Nathaniel’s white shirt.
She frowned, strode toward him, and pulled his collar. There was a pink stain.
Was it blood?
Nathaniel explained, “It’s the spareribs. I tried to wash it out, but it’s a stubborn stain.”
She didn’t believe him. But when she pinched the material, her hand became wet. She looked at Nathaniel again and showed him the water on her hand.
“I cleaned it because it was dirty,” Nathaniel said.
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Lucinda couldn’t understand why he lied.
If he was injured, he could have said something before. Why would he hide it from her?
Did he believe she would have no pity, perhaps even rub salt in his wound?
She sneered.
Maybe he had a point. If she was angry enough, she might do that.
Since Nathaniel didn’t want to tell her, Lucinda decided not to ask.
She turned around and went upstairs.
When she passed a cabinet in the living room, she took out the medical kit and put it in a conspicuous place. Then she went to her room without a backward glance.