"So pricking me here is supposed to stop my hiccups?"
"How else do you think they stopped?" Yuri Sinclair rolled his eyes at her and thrust the first-aid kit into her arms. "Put this away."
"Oh." Ashley Bowen hugged the first-aid kit and put everything away. 'I swear,' she thought, 'from now on, even if I'm starving, I will never eat until I'm this full again. I can't let this jerk Yuri Sinclair use me for his personal vendettas!'
Looking at the small cut on her finger, Ashley Bowen opened the first-aid kit on her own, hoping to find a bandage. But no matter how much she rummaged, she couldn't find one.
Seeing that Yuri Sinclair had gone back to quietly reading his newspaper, she left the bedroom on her own.
"Excuse me, do you have a bandage?"
