Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 215 What Mammy Cooked Is Tasty

Halfway through she was removing the gauze, Ralph pressed her hand with his uninjured hand and

said, "Forget it."

"Sean will do it for me."

"Just a scar. Nothing."

As he spoke, he was about to take his hand away from hers.

Lottie quickly pressed it down.

She bit her lip, and said with a persistent look in her eyes. "I want to see."

She looked so sincerely and persistently.

Ralph looked at her helplessly and smiled. "Must you?"

Lottie nodded. She lowered her head and untied the gauze wrapped around his hand layer by layer.

The patched wound on the man's hand was revealed little by little in front of her.

The wound was deep and long that it almost split his palm into two.

Even though she boasted that her heart was mighty, Lottie couldn't help but tremble when she saw this

shocking wound.

Ralph smiled helplessly and subconsciously covered the wound with gauze. "I told you not to look at it."

"How can a little girl bear this?"

After that, he pulled back his hand and tried to wrap it with the gauze again.

He didn't expect that Lottie bit her lip and once again grabbed his arm. She held his injured palm in her

hand. "Such a deep wound, did you grab the blade?"

Ralph paused and nodded.

"Why so stupid?"

She reproved in a low voice and looked for medicine from the chest. "What kind of medicine does Sean

usually apply to you?"

Ralph pointed at a bottle in the corner of the chest.

Lottie picked up the bottle and carefully poured the medicine out for him. At the same time, she glanced

at his wound with a little reproach, feeling distressed. "How could you be so silly to block a blade with

your hand?"

Ralph gave her an affectionate look. "The man wanted to hurt you with a knife. It was too urgent for me

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Lottie was shocked.

He blocked the blade with his hand because the situation was urgent and he protected her without

thinking...

How much did this man love her before?

Thinking of this, a strange feeling came to her heart.

Lottie didn't know whether she should be glad that she was the one he loved, or sad that she couldn't

remember what had happened before.

As thinking, she had already poured the medicine out.

She carefully applied it to him. "Ralph."

"Yes."

"It must hurt a lot, right?"

She bit her lip, sighed deeply, and asked.

"The broken porcelain shard just now cut through my finger. There is just a shallow wound and I feel

very painful."

"You... must be in great pain, right?"

"Why are you so stupid?"

Looking at her who was applying medicine to him earnestly, Ralph smiled. "It's worth it to protect you."

His sudden words of love instantly made Lottie's face blush.

She pursed her lips and didn't dare look up at him but just seriously applied medicine to him. "In fact..."

"I don't know what I used to look like when I was with you."

"But I know martial arts. Most of the time, I can protect myself."

After that, she raised her head and looked at him with her bright eyes. "In the future, I can protect you.

You don't have to be hurt for me like this."

Her serious look made Ralph smile involuntarily.

He stretched out his uninjured hand and gently rubbed her head. "Okay, please protect me from now

on."

The man's touch seemed to have magic.

Wherever he touched, there was a burning sensation, as if she got an electric shock.

Lottie lowered her head.

It took her a long time to finally apply the medicine to his wound and tie up the gauze for him.

Finally, she put away the medicine chest and let out a long sigh. "Don't bother Sean anymore."

"Let me do it for you."

Looking at her delicate face, the man smiled. "Okay."

Lottie blushed at his gaze.

She turned around and left quickly after hurriedly put the medicine chest back in the corner.

Sitting on the sofa, Ralph looked at the woman's retreating back and then looked down at the gauze

wrapped around his hand, smiled.

After running from the study to the corridor, Lottie let out a long breath.

She did not know what was going on.

Why did she feel dizzy the moment she touched Ralph? Her face was flushed and her heart beat

faster.

She had been in love before.

She was always calm when staying with Luke.

What happened to her when staying with Ralph...?

"Mommy."

A child's voice sounded.

Lottie snapped back to her senses and took a look. Only then did she find that the white-clothed Elijah

was leaning against the wall of the corridor with his arms crossed.

She patted her burning face to calm down and slowly walked to the little fellow. "What's wrong?"

"Fabian wants to know do you still remember how to cook after you lost your memory?"

"He wants to eat the potato pancake you made."

"Potato pancake?"

Lottie paused. She did seem to know how to make it...

"Do you want to eat potato pancake?"

"Yes."

Elijah nodded. "Fabian has coveted the potato pancake for a long time and boiled eggs in the shape of

rabbits."

"You used to cook it for us."

Lottie was silent for a moment.

"I'll make it for you now!"

After that, she went downstairs and into the kitchen.

"Brother, it was you who wanted to eat. You are always on my behalf!"

After Lottie left, Fabian ran out of the room angrily and glared at Elijah. "It's obvious that you want to

eat!"

Elijah glanced at him indifferently. "When Mommy had made it later, Stella and I will eat. And you,

watch from the side."

Fabian: "..."

"Why?"

"You don't even want to pay it of a name."

Stella walked to the side and leaned against the railing. She looked at the busy woman in the kitchen

downstairs. "Look, I'm your sister. You have to take care of me, so as brothers, you have the duty to

ask Mommy for food."

"Elijah took the initiative to talk to Mommy. He has already done a lot of work."

"He just said that you wanted to eat. You didn't pay anything, and you are still reluctant."

"Then don't eat please!"

Fabian frowned. "All right, forget it. It was me who want to eat, ok?"

After that, he felt that something was wrong.

"But why did you say that I want to eat?"

"We're triplets. It doesn't matter who wants to eat!"

Stella rested her chin on her hands and looked at the woman downstairs. "Elijah, did you say Mommy's

potato pancake is very delicious? Is it true?"

Elijah nodded. "After Fabian ate mommy's apple pies, he finally accepted Lottie as our mommy."

Fabian also swore. "Mommy is very good at cooking."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burning smell downstairs.

Then, Connie's shocked voice came, "Lottie, what did you fry?"