But the good times didn't last long, soon large drops of hot oil splashed onto her body. Her fair arm instantly turned red, and she quickly bandaged it.
He hurriedly fetched the first aid kit and asked his assistant to buy medicine. His assistant had already left, leaving only Henry Russell. He was standing in the distance, silent and seemingly peaceful.
Henry felt relieved that she wasn't seriously injured. He then noticed her disheveled hair. Though not carefully styled, her striking beauty was not overshadowed, added with a seductive charm instead.
He quietly approached Charlotte. His footsteps interrupted her train of thought. She looked at the man next to her, attempting to turn her body, but a sharp pain coursing through her arm made her gasp.
"How did you get this injured..."
Henry looked at her body. Even though she was wearing pajamas, the wound on her arm was visible through the buttonhole. He could see she had treated it with a cooling gel but only bandaged it simply.