Logan could clearly feel it.
As soon as the food was served and the soft, delicate woman was in his arms, he felt his body stiffen.
She was like a small hedgehog covered in thorns. Even though they weren't visible on the surface, she had already raised them and looked at him with guarded eyes.
For the first time, a strange and unfamiliar emotion crossed Logan's usually cold heart.
It seemed like he didn’t like seeing the little pet he had raised showing such distrust toward him.
"Aunt Grace, bring the medicine over."
He didn’t explain to Skyler. Only his low, magnetic voice sounded again.
Aunt Grace didn’t dare to be careless and quickly brought over the medicine pot that had been heating on the stove.
The medicine was still warm in the pot.
When Aunt Grace brought it over, it was still steaming and making gurgling sounds.