"Ouch..."
"Sir, it hurts..."
The girl's voice trembled slightly as she gritted her teeth in endurance, her face pale as a sheet. She looked like she was on the verge of breaking down.
Theo paused, his eyebrows furrowed.
He hadn't even touched her; why was she crying out in pain?
From the get-go, Theo had no intention of doing anything to her. He was just trying to scare her a bit because she was being such a pain in the neck!
"Where does it hurt?"
Ellinor scrunched her face in discomfort, her eyelashes quivering. Her eyes were red and teary, "My hand... it hurts..."
Hand?
Theo looked up, his gaze falling on her two small hands. His pupils dilated in shock.
He first released her hands before bringing them up to examine them...
Ellinor's hands were red and swollen at this point, looking like two boiled pig's trotters!
His brows knitted in concern, and he asked in a deep voice, "What happened? What did you do?"
Ellinor weakly shook her head, her voice barely a whisper, "I don't know... I didn't... do anything..."
Her hands felt like they were being scorched; the pain was unbearable. It was as if they were being fried in a pan of hot oil, causing her to break out in a cold sweat.
Her breathing became labored; her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton and utterly uncomfortable.
Just before she closed her eyes, she heard Theo calling her name.
He sounded distressed?
"Ellinor! Ellinor! Ellinor..."
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