Zara turned her back to the door, and it took her back when she heard his impersonal voice . She twisted her head , and saw Darius standing there with a stern face.
"King Darius?" Being stared at by his cold and sharp eyes, Zara's heart beat faster. She subconsciously withdrew her hand, forgetting that her hand was injured, and she grinned in pain.
It did not surprise Marcus, to see Darius. Instead, he teased Zara. "I told you not to move around."
Zara glared at him angrily. "It's your fault! If my hands are disabled, you will be fully responsible."
"Okay, I will be responsible," Marcus said with a smile.
Zara ignored Marcus and turned to Darius to explain, "I hurt My hand from the hot coffee, and he was giving me medicine."
When Darius saw that the back of her hand was red and swoll
