Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 1165 Heather of the Other Shore (189)

Then she leisurely handed the other cup of coffee to Heather, suddenly—

"Ah!" she screamed.

The scene was picture-perfect, but upon turning back, she saw Heather’s face—

Her hand shook, and the scalding coffee still steaming spilled onto her hand.

Heather reflexively stood up, shaking her hand.

Nian Shen quickly looked up, abruptly getting up, and without minding the waiter, he pulled Heather over, heading towards the open kitchen, and ran cold water over her hand for a good while.

The speed and sequence of his actions left Heather stunned, his reaction was even quicker than hers.

"Aren’t you going to bring the medical kit!" Nian Shen’s tone toward the dazed waiter was ice-cold.

"... Right! I’ll go right away!"

She was well-acquainted with the hotel room, knowing exactly where everything was.

Heather watched Nian Shen’s furrowed brows, feeling a bit unable to respond herself.

If he were just a boss, would his reaction be too excessive?

"Forget it, Mr. Nian... Don’t blame her, I can easily startle others like this myself."

The waitress was already terrified, and after bringing the items, she stood there uneasily, her voice trembling: "I’m sorry, Mr. Nian... I really didn’t mean it..."

She kept her head down, not daring to lift it.

After all, Nian Shen’s response could potentially affect her job stability.

However, Nian Shen seemed not to hear, as he took out burn ointment and applied it to Heather’s reddened hand.

Heather turned her head and saw the reflection in the cabinet, startled, finally understanding why the person was frightened.

Originally, the two scars were scary enough; who knew just after a hot compress, one corner of the fake scar had lifted, looking quite intimidating... 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Ahem," she silently pressed her hand to her face, and told the waiter, "It’s alright, go get another cup of coffee."

Yet without a word from Nian Shen, she dared not leave, standing awkwardly.

"Alright," Heather spoke again, "really, go ahead, I’m here with Mr. Nian, he won’t do anything to you."

Actually, Heather didn’t know where her confidence came from, anyway...

They weren’t even a couple! How could she be sure that Nian Shen would listen to her?

At this moment, Nian Shen finally spoke, his tone unusually cold: "Get lost."

Heather suddenly felt that his utterance of "get lost" was rather frightening...

This was not the Nian Shen she recognized at all.

So, she forced a laugh to lighten the mood, saying, "I didn’t know Mr. Nian could be this manly."

"There’s a lot you don’t know." Nian Shen’s attitude towards her was entirely different from that previous "get lost."

"But Mr. Nian, weren’t you a bit too dramatic just now?" After applying the ointment, there was a hot, stinging sensation on her hand; it hurt a bit, but mostly it stung, so she blew on it.

Nian Shen didn’t offer any explanation for his earlier actions, his voice drifting a bit: "If untreated, it would blister."

Heather blew on her hand again, put all the items back on the table, closed them up, and walked back to the living room.

Because of the spilled coffee accident, Heather’s seat became dirty, and though wiped, it was stained.

"Sit here." Nian Shen patted the seat beside him.