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Chapter 70 My Little Butterfly
The next morning, I woke up and slowly opened my eyes. My eyes widened when I didn't find Butterfly lying beside me. I dashed my eyes to the bathroom, but she isn't there too as its door is open and the lights are off.
Did she again leave me? As this thought came into my mind, I became anxious and my heartbeat accelerated.
I hastily climbed down the bed and rushed outside. I sighed with profound relief and a beatific smile flashed on my face after seeing her working in the kitchen, humming the song cheerily.
Suddenly I frowned as I saw her bandaged hands. Why she is working when she is injured? This girl never takes care of herself. Sometimes she makes me so angry.
I marched to her and swiftly turned her towards me by tugging her arm. "Are you crazy, Butterfly? What the hell are you doing?" I flared up.
She stared at me bemusedly, narrowing her brows. "I'm preparing breakfast for us. Why are freaking out?"
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