Chapter 40

"What's wrong with her? All she ever does is slap people. Why don't you try something else for a change?" Cynthia complained. Cynthia hid in her room all day, avoiding Mason to keep him from seeing her swollen face. It wasn't until nightfall that she sneaked into the medical room to find some anti-inflammatory cream. The medical room was enormous, with shelves lined with countless supplies. She spent a good 30 minutes rummaging before finally finding a tube of ointment. Just as she opened it and prepared to apply it, a tall, commanding figure suddenly entered her view. The tube slipped from her hand and hit the floor with a soft thud. Startled, she nearly jumped out of her skin. "Z–Zachary! When did you get back?" Zachary's cold gaze swept over her before landing on her swollen face. Without answering her question, he frowned. "Didn't your face already heal this afternoon?" Well, his beloved fiancée was to thank for making it worse. Cynthia forced an awkward smile. "Uh… Maybe i