After Elizabeth saw off Lydia and went back to the ward, she saw James lying on the bed and staring at her.
"What's the matter?" She was surprised and then asked, "Are you not feeling well?"
After a long while, James nodded slightly, "Yeah."
"How?" Elizabeth ran over in a hurry, "Does your wound hurt?"
James shook his head and looked weak.
"What's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable to lie prone?" He must feel uncomfortable because he had been lying in such a posture for a long time.
"Yes." James nodded and then looked at Elizabeth.
"But you can't lie on the bed now. Hold on first." Saying this, she pulled down the quilt a little, "I'll give you a massage, and you may feel better."
However, James grabbed her hand, "No, you are tired. I'm just a little depressed."
"Why?" Elizabeth thought that he was referring to what had happened that day and comforted him, "It's okay now, it's just that you've suffered a little. It's also my fault. I shouldn't have forced you even though I knew you didn't know how to cook. I won't do it again in the future."
Hearing this, James snorted and lightly, "Now you know that you have forced me? Did you say that I should let you fall in love with the food cooked by me? Now you feel guilty?"
Elizabeth pursed her lips, "Yeah, I'm so sorry!" She had been guilty since he burned the kitchen.
"Humph!" James glanced at her arrogantly and then said in a muffled voice, "Honey, although everyone has their own skills, am I too stupid?"
Thinking of what he had done, he was really embarrassed and ashamed.
He didn't care much about the house. Anyway, he had enough money to redecorated it, and he could also move to another house. However, he just wanted to cook, but he almost burnt the kitchen. Maybe no one in this world was as silly as him!
In the past, he didn't think it was a big deal. He thought that cooking in the kitchen was not suitable for his identity and status. He could buy anything he wanted to eat with money. Why did he have to cook and make himself so tired?
But at this moment, he didn't think so. He felt that he was very stupid, and he was like an idiot who knew nothing about cooking.
In the past, he could do everything easily and domineeringly.
He was smart and thought that he was good at everything. Even if it was something he was not good at, he could get a general idea of it after studying it for a while. But he couldn't even cook in the kitchen! This matter was a severe blow to his self-confidence and self-esteem, which made him instantly feel the malice from this world.
"How could it be?" Elizabeth immediately denied him, "You just said that everyone has their own skills." She looked into his eyes and said very sincerely, "Who said that you must be able to do everything in this world?" Although... he really surprised her that day...
"No! I still think I am a loser." James shook her hand like a spoiled child, and his voice was muffled.
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