บท 163: WHY (OVER)POSSESSIVE MEN ARE TOXIC

"THUG PRINCESS, are you alright?"

Neoma wasn't okay.

For some reason, the cut on her arm that she received from her Papa Boss hurt like hell. The wound was giving her a burning sensation. Plus, the cut was bleeding like crazy.

But she forgot all of that when she sensed the pain in Tteokbokki's voice.

"I'm fine, Tteokbokki," Neoma said while covering the cut on her arm with the handkerchief that she pulled from the breast pocket of her suit. "But are you okay? I can feel that you're also in pain."

"Just worry about yourself, thug princess."

She was about to scold Tteokbokki for being a tsundere in that kind of situation.

But all of a sudden, she was suddenly surrounded by Sir Glenn and Duke Rufus Quinzel who both looked worried about her. The two men were on their knees while trying to check the extent of her injury.

"I'll call Madam Hammock," Sir Glenn said. "Please wait here, Princess Neoma."