My Hubby Can’t Stop Pampering Me
Chapter 1224 - Chapter 1224 Chapter 1227 See You After Dawn (8)

Chapter 1224: Chapter 1227: See You After Dawn (8) Chapter 1224: Chapter 1227: See You After Dawn (8) Lu Weixi never dreamed that Qin Zhiyou would do these things. Perhaps because she was slightly stunned, the knife veered a little while she was chopping vegetables, cutting her finger slightly.

Fortunately, she wasn’t cutting quickly, so she quickly stopped the knife, but it still broke the skin. She hurriedly put the knife aside, squeezed the bruise from her wound, and rinsed it under the tap.

“Are you hurt?” Qin Zhiyou immediately took her finger. Lu Weixi nodded and turned off the tap with her other hand. “It’s okay, a Band-Aid will do.”

Qin Zhiyou didn’t suck the wound as they did in romance dramas. Instead, he took her hand and led her to the living room, pressed her onto the sofa, and then took out the first aid box. He carefully examined her wound–it wasn’t too deep–then very carefully squeezed out the bruise, disinfected it with alcohol, and wrapped it finely with a Band-Aid.

His movements were very gentle, so gentle that she felt as if a feather had landed on her finger, and even with the alcohol, it didn’t hurt much. While Qin Zhiyou was treating her wound, she just watched his face. His expression was very serious, and although he didn’t speak any sweet words, it was just… it stirred an inexplicable emotion within her.

After he finished, Qin Zhiyou instructed, “Don’t get your hands wet later. I’ll take care of any dishes that need washing.”

“Zhiyou.” Lu Weixi got up, and Qin Zhiyou prepared to put away the first aid box but stopped in his tracks and turned around.

“It’s nothing.” She shook her head again, having a lot to say, but unable to articulate anything.

Thinking about it now, the last time she fell, Qin Zhiyou treated her wound in the same way. But at that time, she stubbornly wanted to divorce and wasn’t ready to have children early. She hadn’t noticed these little details.

But now, they were already divorced, and past scenes combined with the present circumstances overwhelmed her heart suddenly.

“What’s wrong?” Qin Zhiyou sensed something was off and put down the first aid box to come closer.

“Nothing.” Lu Weixi shook her head and quickly added, “Still have to cook in the kitchen.”

Qin Zhiyou hugged her from behind. “What happened?”

He still spoke in a direct and firm manner, but it inexplicably softened her heart.

Why hadn’t she felt his care before? Was it because she was initially blinded by Qin Zhigu’s affection, or was it because she was upset after the miscarriage, or because he had a reputation with other women and it made her angry? In other words, why did he care about her but still flirt with so many other women? Can men really separate their bodies and hearts, ensuring the domestic banner stands tall while the banners outside keep waving?

“It’s alright, I’ll go cook.”

Lu Weixi broke free and had just taken a few steps when her hand was caught again.

Afterward, Qin Zhiyou carried her straight to the bedroom.

Inside, Lu Weixi felt both resentment and hatred–hating herself and him. Perhaps because of her doubts and resentment, she didn’t hold back; when they were together, she wanted to use her nails and teeth, to scratch his shoulders and back into a grid pattern.

Qin Zhiyou also felt her fury, as if she wanted to vent, was puzzled, and seemed to be accusing him of something.

Why didn’t I notice your tenderness before, why did you cheat, and why, even then, can’t I bear to leave you?

But why, in the end, are we still two parallel lines that never intersect?