Compared with Lonny and the others, Rosiley's injuries were minor. There were a few scratches on her fair face. The scratches were not deep, but looked quite terrible.
So when Sachin saw the terrible scratches, his expression changed.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"...I had a fight with someone."
Rosiley hesitated before answering. After all, fighting was not a good thing.
Sachin frowned and he looked at her face gloomy. He was unhappy that there were a few scratches on her fair face.
"Do they hurt?" He stretched out his hand and gently touched the scratches. It pained him to see her scratches.
"Just some minor injuries. They didn't hurt very much."
Looking at his distressed eyes, Rosiley felt a little upset. It seemed that ever since she married him, she had always been in
trouble. She caused him trouble and he had to worry about her.
Rosiley held his hand and Sachin looked down at her.
Seeing the surprise in his eyes, Rosiley smiled, "Sachin, I'm sorry to have kept you worrying."
The light in her eyes had gone and her eyes grew moist with guilt.
Sachin frowned and pursed his thin lips as he quietly looked at her without saying a word.
His eyes were as black as ink, and Rosiley could not see through his thougNts.
He was angry!
Rosiley keenly sensed his displeasure. She panicked and explained, “I didn't intend to fight. They..."
Suddenly, he kissed her lips and stopped her from speaking.