Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte) novel Chapter 283

When Shane noticed that her gaze was blank, he nodded slightly and peered at the high-pressure cooker on the kitchen stove.

Charlotte jogged to the kitchen. Hastily, she tried to open the lid of the cooker.

But suddenly, a waft of boiling steam rose from the pot.

"What are you thinking about?" Shane immediately grabbed her arm.

The lid was pushed open by the high- pressure steam. Charlotte fell to the ground as Shane pulled her away, her back hitting hard against the kitchen cabinet.

Charlotte blinked multiple times. She was in a state of stupefaction. "I..."

Shane turned off the stove and bent over to grab her arm. Seeing that her right arm was entirely scalded, he immediately grasped her wrist and took her to the front of the refrigerator. He took out some ice cubes, wrapped them in a cloth, and pressed it on her arm.

It was excruciatingly painful.

Charlotte gritted her teeth without uttering a single

word.

"The steam from the high-pressure cooker is very hot. We need to go to the hospital to treat the wound," he said with a cold expression.

"I'm sorry..." Charlotte lowered her head. She didn't dare to look at him.

"I'll take you to the hospital first."

Along the way, Shane didn't say a word to her. When they arrived at the hospital, he was also busy helping her register and had no time talking to her.

Charlotte sat alone on the bench in the hospital corridor, watching patients come and go. The atmosphere was actually quite lively, but her heart was empty, very empty.

Soon, Shane finished registering at the Department of Burns Treatment and brought Charlotte to the third floor for examination.

In the elevator, there were only her and him.

Charlotte suggested in a low voice, "I can do it alone. Do you want to go eat first?"

Shane didn't even look at her. He grabbed her wrist and stood by the door, fixing his eyes on the pulsing numbers of the elevator floor indicator.

Was he being angry?

Was it because she had agreed to Rick's contract, or was it because she had scalded herself?

Charlotte thought about this, puzzled. Her mind was extremely stuffy.

When it came to minor burns, a large majority of people had no better way to treat them, and doctors' methods were limited too.

The doctor first washed her burned skin with cold water. After rinsing the wound, the doctor didn't dry her arm with a towel but waited for the skin to dry naturally, then sanitized the wound with iodine. Finally, she applied ointment on the scalded area.

The process was quite fast.

Her prescribed medicine included a burn cream and anti-inflammatory pills.

The doctor said that she couldn't eat spicy food but had to increase her protein intake. She should also be careful not to wet her wound when she showers. Apart from the pain, the wound might also get infected. But fortunately, the scalded area wasn't too big, and no blisters were found.

Technically, it was not a big deal.

Charlotte picked up the medicine from the dispensary. Before she could open her mouth to speak, Shane was already grabbing her wrist.

"Slow down, I can't keep up with your pace..."

Shane didn't answer, but he slowed down.

Charlotte wanted to talk to him again, but she didn't know what to say. It wasn't until she got in the car that she remembered it was almost 9 pm. If she went home and cooked dinner like this, it would take a very long time for sure. So how were they going to settle their dinner?

Actually, she wasn't that hungry. But as for Shane...

"What do you want to eat?"

Just as she was wondering, his voice rang out crisply.

Charlotte shot up her head and looked at him. "Anything is fine for me."

"Okay," Shane replied lightly. His slender and structured fingers held the steering wheel, rotating it as he asked, "Porridge?"

"Alright."

There was this famous porridge restaurant in River City. Many people went there even if it was late at night.

Charlotte opened the car door. When she had just taken a few steps forward, Shane grabbed her wrist again. He seemed to think that she didn't even have the ability to walk on her own and needed him to hold her hand so that she wouldn't fall.

The restaurant's door divided the world in two.

Outside the door was an empty street, the frosty wind made people tremble uneasily.

There were a lot of people beyond the door. Even the owner was busy taking orders. The glass windows were covered in a layer of fog. Children who were sitting next to the windows would write and draw on them.

For a moment, Charlotte couldn't adapt to the transition. She stood at one spot and didn't move.

"What would the both of you like to eat?" The waiter came over.

"Pork ribs and prawn porridge." Shane paused and added, "I want 3 pounds of prawn."