Throw her out of his life

He shook his head in denial before saying,"My little girl, can't you take care of yourself. You already catch a cold." His cold and angry voice turned to a soft and caring one. He took the towel from her hand and started to dry her hair.

"Laila! Laila!" His cold voice again made her quiver and he immediately held her very close in one hand while with the other hand, he was drying her hair.

Very soon, Laila came there in a hurry. "I am sorry, Young Master." She was standing there lowering her eyes. "Go and prepare Ginger Tea for your Young Madam." She nodded and came out of the room and he again got busy drying her hair.

He can still feel her trembling body in his arms. He lightly squished her body and pecked her forehead before saying,"Don't fear my love."

She felt a little relief hearing the words come out of his mouth. She swallowed the knot forming inside her head before raising her head lightly to see into his eyes.