Chapter 376 Mrs. Luellen, Why Is Your Face So Red
- Hazel followed his gaze, and her pretty face flared hot in an instant. She snapped, “No way. Do it yourself. Your hands aren’t hurt!”
- Zachary’s bold brows drew together. “I’ve got no strength in my hands. Help me.”
- Hazel was sure he was up to no good—on purpose. She refused to wipe…that place. “Then don’t wipe it. Tough it out for a couple days.”