“Is this big enough?” Nash asked. “Isn’t it better looking than the one you have?”
Nina looked at the bear, even taller than him, realizing she couldn’t carry it without dragging it on the ground. She quickly shook her head, “I don’t want it, it’s too big, and I don’t like it.”
Nash’s expression darkened instantly. “Isn’t this better than the one you have? Take it!” He tossed it over with one hand.
Nina looked at the bear she was holding, then another one was thrown at her. She was already carrying too much, and she felt like she was suffocating.
“Nash, stop it!” Nina didn’t want them to fall on the ground. She struggled to get her head out and spoke.
Nash remained silent, his expression cold. He couldn’t understand. Wasn’t she supposed to like big soft toys? This one was even bigger than the one she had, why wasn’t she excited? Why couldn’t she be happy?
Where did he go wrong?
Nina realized her words might have hurt his pride too much, so she softened her tone, “It’s too heavy, I can’t carry it.”
“I’ll help you.” Scott took the pink bear soft toy in his hands. “Now it should be fine.”
“Thank you,” Nina finally recovered.
Seeing the awkward moment, Quincy sensed Nash’s overwhelming anger. Moreover, with Nina not paying attention to him, it only added fuel to the fire. He also felt sorry for Nash. The whole place was applauding him, yet Nina wasn’t buying it.
“Do you want something to drink?” Scott asked Nina. “They’re selling bubble tea over there.”
“Sure, I’m thirsty,” Nina replied.
As they were about to leave, they suddenly heard Quincy’s urgent shout, “Oh no, Mr. York, you’re bleeding!”
Nina was smiling, but upon hearing those words, her heart skipped a beat. She turned around and saw Nash’s hand bleeding, drops falling steadily.
She was startled, “What happened? Why is there so much blood?”
She rushed over, grabbing his hand to stop the bleeding. Nash noticed that she was still concerned about him, which softened his expression a bit.
With a composed tone, he asked, “I thought you’re going for bubble tea, so what brings you over?”
As he spoke, he leaned forward. Nina quickly supported him, “How are you feeling?”
Quincy thought for a moment and quickly said, “Mr. York might be feeling a bit faint.”
“Faint?” Nina was surprised. She had no idea.
Nash added, “Go get your bubble tea.”
“Don’t talk!” Nina had no intention of having bubble tea anymore. “Quincy, go buy some bandages!” “Okay.” Quincy spotted a nearby pharmacy and hurried over.
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“Does it hurt?”
“Yes,” Nash replied.
Nina helped him sit on a nearby bench, “Be careful, even minor wounds take several days to heal.”
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“Nope.”
Nash’s gaze was deep, “Then let’s go home later.” “Yeah, okay.”
Quincy approached, handing the bandages to Nina. She quickly tended to his wound. It was quite long and looked like a scratch. She furrowed her brows, worried about infection.
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