Chapter 580: Mommy, What Are You Doing with Daddy?

The ice was cool and soothing, effectively numbing most of the pain.

Upon closer inspection, the swelling had indeed gone down a little, not as shockingly noticeable as before.

As the ice cube lay on the bruise, gradually melting, his fingertips also touched her delicate skin nearby, making her feel as if she had been grazed by a spark, a warmth spreading from the touched area up to the nape of her neck.

She never imagined that this domineering and overbearing man, who only ever had others obey him, would now be half-kneeling in front of her to apply an ice compress.

"Is it because you were dodging reporters?" he suddenly spoke up, his voice indifferent.

She snapped back to reality, nearly zoning out again—fortunately, he did not notice. She nodded, "Mm."

Actually, on the way back, she had been a bit angry at this man.

If he hadn't suddenly announced their relationship without warning, she wouldn't have had journalists hounding her nonstop for interviews.