Chapter 0045

She slowly extended one hand out to him regardless of the awkward silence.

He unraveled the bandages and asked in a low voice, "can you wriggle them."

She tried to close her hand in a small fist, "I think so."

She stared into his eyes for a moment before attempting to step down from the counter.

She felt her heart was beating too fast.

She began to stir the cake batter.

It was hard to do since her hand was still hurting.

He came to stand behind her, assisting her hand.

She almost passed out, was she imagining it? She felt something sharp was stabbing her from behind?

Was that his...

He cleared his throat and moved backwards a little bit more.

They set it in the oven.

"Why do you bother to do things like this when there are so many people that would willingly do it all for you?"

He wondered.

"That doesn't mean we should take advantage of it, besides it's fun."

"I can't find any element of fun in what I'm doing right now."

She turned around to look at him with a small smi