The Revived Me: Surrounded by Adoration as a Supporting Role

Chapter 21 She Gets So Little Allowance（2）

He worked so hard today, for he wanted her to be happy, yet things went backway.

Jayvion was a little upset, but he still bent over to get closer to her.

"Sure thing, Ms. Valerie. But I'm afraid that you have to wait till tomorrow. I'll go and make a new key."

Valerie stared at him without blinking. Just as he was a bit uneasy under her gaze, she smiled.

"I love the color and the decoration of the room. Jayvion, thank you!"

She was being straightforward enough. Jayvion, of course, knew the reason why she didn't like the room.

He wanted to come forward and hold Valerie tightly.

He thought, "If she were my granddaughter, I would dote on her so much!

I would spoil her!

Who else can be as clever and sensible as her?"

Yet he soon felt so sorry for her.

He sniffed and secretly raised his hand to wipe the tears from his eyes.

"You may go ahead and do your homework then, Ms. Valerie. I'll get you dinner."

He smiled as he left the room and hurried to the kitchen to get her dinner.

He didn't want her to be hungry.

As soon as Jayvion left, Valerie threw her schoolbag on the bed and looked around the room.

There was a knock on the door.

"Jayvion? Didn't you say that you..."

Valerie was confused and came forward to open the door, thinking that it was Jayvion.

Yet she saw Kieran's serious face.

She froze, and her warmth when facing Jayvion was all gone.

Kieran was the silent type. They faced each other awkwardly, and neither of them said anything.

"You... I heard that you got hurt."

In the end, it was Kieran who broke the silence.

"Yes. It's fine. I fell. That's it."

Valerie understated.

Yet Kieran didn't look happy.

He suddenly got down on one knee, gently reached out, and grabbed Valerie's arm, checking carefully.

The more he looked at it, the gloomier he became.

"Go disinfect..."

"Alright..."

Her wounds were about to heal. There was no need for disinfection at all.

Kieran's fingers were cold, in stark contrast with Valerie's burning skin.

The two utterly different temperatures make her heart tremble slightly.

She tried to pull her arm out of his hand subtly.

And of course, he could tell. He grasped the hand she was trying to pull away.

He rubbed her wounds gently with his finger, and he was pissed off inexplicably.

And some other complicated feelings overwhelmed him.

He recalled the scene in the car that day when she seemed to disappear, and he subconsciously exerted more force on his hand.

"Kieran!"

Painful, Valerie shouted.