Now, Amelia got up early in the morning and was busy in the kitchen, showing us two scrambled eggs that had been shaped like hearts.
On her delicate fingers, there was a very noticeable red blister.
Seeing me looking at her, she quickly put her hand under the table, looking embarrassed.
"Dear, am I really useless? I can't even scramble eggs well."
Amelia had been spoiled since childhood, and after marrying me, I didn't want her to be too tired.
Although I knew she was trying to please me, I still felt a little touched in my heart.
I got up and found the first-aid kit, disinfected her finger, and put on a bandage.
Amelia lowered her head. I couldn't see the expression on her face, but her voice was surprisingly soft.
"Darling, I will try to be a good wife. Grandpa used to say that you are the most loyal and yearn for a complete and warm family."
I grew up in a single-parent family, and my father ran away when I was young because of debts. I was very envious of others who had parents to accompany them, and I longed for a warm and complete family of my own.