"What's the bruise on your neck?"
"I... do I really?" Christine's voice suddenly sounded unnatural as she couldn't help but pull up her collar.
"Mommy, are you hurt?"
"I, I, I... I accidentally hurt myself."
Christine Quinn glanced furtively at the person seriously eating at the moment.
Even though her conversation with her daughter was alarming, he remained as relaxed as if nothing was happening, calmly enjoying his meal.
God knows she had deliberately changed into a high-necked outfit, but it still couldn't hide the kissmark on her neck...
It's all his fault, asking for some kind of 'benefit,' and ended up kissing her all over...
If Marie hadn't come back right then, even all this wouldn't have been enough to distract him...
So, she could only put on a high-necked sweater, but it made her so hot that she was flushed.
"Mommy, want me to check your wound? We've learned some basic care at school. I might be able to help."
