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Clarence followed the sound to the kitchen, only to see Miranda crouching on the floor, looking a little distressed.
There was also an overturned frying pan on the floor.
Miranda was wearing a short pair of shorts. Her fair and beautiful legs were exposed, and she had a burn on her calf.
Clarence rushed over to turn off the gas and pick Miranda up off the floor.
âWhat are you doing?â Miranda was resisting him a little.
Clarence ignored her. He put one arm around Mirandaâs tiny waist, wrapping the other around her legs. He walked out of the kitchen and put Miranda on the couch.
He took some ice out of the fridge and took out medicated oil and iodine.
Clarence crouched at Mirandaâs feet while one hand took hold of her beautiful leg. Her skin was cold, smooth, and soft as silk.
Clarence felt a strange feeling overcome him.
However, he rubbed some iodine and medicated oil on her leg without giving it another thought.
âAh... Ouch.â
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Mirandaâs face, and she subconsciously grabbed Clarenceâs shoulder.
âJust bear with it.â Clarence did not look up.
He put ice on her and carefully bandaged up her burn.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
From where Miranda looked down, she could see Clarenceâs serious profile. The womanâs heart throbbed.
Once he finished bandaging it, Clarence got up. âBe careful next time. Fortunately, the oil wasnât very hot. The swelling should go down in a day or two.
âThereâs nothing wrong with the skin, so there wonât be any scarring.
âWhy didnât you just wake me up if you wanted breakfast?
âNow this has happened after you entered the kitchen.
âWhat if the burn had left a scar?
âYouâre too careless.â
Listening to Clarenceâs mutters, Mirandaâs heart warmed, but her mouth was still unforgiving. âHmph! Arenât you supposed to be the patient?
âI wouldnât dare bother you!
âMaybe we wouldâve gotten into an argument again if I made you get up and make breakfast.
âI might as well have done it myself!â
Without speaking, Clarence went into the kitchen, cleaned up the mess, and cooked up a breakfast feast.
Miranda was about to get up after breakfast, but her burn was hurting her.
âAhh...â
Mirandaâs calf lost strength. She was about to fall to the ground.
Like a swift whirlwind, Clarence lunged up to Miranda and put his arm around her tiny waist.
âWhat are you doing...â
Miranda pushed Clarence out of the way but could not keep her footing. She was about to fall again.
She subconsciously jumped into Clarenceâs arms.
Clarence felt nothing but softness against his chest as he circled his arm back around her. âWhat else can I do? Iâm just scared youâll fall.â
He felt a fire in his heart.
His heart had started beating wildly.
âYou...â Miranda was a little embarrassed. She subconsciously thought that Clarence was trying to take advantage of her. âLet me go.â
Clarence slowly let Miranda go.
Miranda held on to the table, looking helpless. âWhat do we do? Look at whatâs happened to my leg. I have to meet an important client today.â
âCanât you take a rain check?â Clarence frowned.
Miranda shook her head. âIâm afraid I canât. Theyâre the project manager of Horizontal River Property Development Group, and this meeting is very important for my company.
âIâll be able to hold my head high in the Murphy family once I ace this.
âUnfortunately, this happened.
âIâll never get a chance like this again if I donât go today.â
Clarence knew that Miranda had always been competitive. She looked like a strong woman to outsiders.
âOh, Iâll take you there,â Clarence sighed.
He had nothing to do anyway. Thirteen Hall was still under renovation, so it was alright for him to meet a client with Miranda.
âOkay.â
Miranda nodded, looking a little hesitant. âI canât go there dressed like this, can I? Iâm going to the second floor to change first.â
She was wearing short white sleeves and short shorts, showing off her impressive S-shaped figure.
âYeah.â
Without saying much, Clarence turned around and lowered himself into a half-squat. âGet on me.â
âOh.â
Miranda hesitated for a second before getting on Clarenceâs back and wrapping her arms around his neck.
Clarence grabbed the womanâs thighs and picked her up on his back.
He could feel the woman tremble.
Without thinking much about it, Clarence carried the woman to the room on the second floor and put her down on the bed.
âTurn around while I change,â requested Miranda.
Clarence went straight to the door, walked out of the room, and closed the door.
After a few minutes, Mirandaâs voice came from the room. âClarence, come in and help me.â
âWhatâs the matter?â
âI canât use my feet, so I canât get my pants on.â Miranda was a little embarrassed.
Clarence pushed the door open to find Miranda sitting on the edge of the bed, her upper torso already in a womanâs suit.
However, she could not put on her pants, and they were stuck.
Mirandaâs suit had been custom-made to fit her figure.
She had to get up to put it on.
However, she had burnt her calf. The pain was so intense that she could not stand up and put her pants on.
She had wanted to wear a hip-hugging skirt but now could not, with her burnt calf. Wearing a skirt would ruin the aesthetic of her outfit, so she could only wear pants.
Clarence stood in the doorway, looking at Miranda in surprise.
Miranda was wearing only a pair of black lace underwear. Her suit pants were stuck around her thighs.
âWhat are you still doing standing there? Come here and help me.â Miranda blushed.
âOh.â
Clarence nodded somewhat stiffly, walked up to Miranda, and slowly crouched down.
From Clarenceâs position, he looked straight forward and saw something he should not have seen.
To make matters worse, Clarence had focused subconsciously and had instantly used his x-ray vision.
Miranda brought her legs together and snapped, âWhat are you looking at? Why arenât you helping me with my pants?!â
Clarence smiled awkwardly and blushed a little.
He had Miranda lie flat on her back and slowly pulled her pants up.
Clarenceâs hand touched Mirandaâs thigh.
The womanâs beautiful body trembled as if she had received an electric shock.