His Domineering Lover
Chapter 810

She released him quickly. Rocco smelled a whiff of jasmine on her.

She pointed at a place. "You see that? That furry ball is Fluffy."

"Fluffy?"

"Yeah, my hamster. She is usually amenable but especially naughty today." Rebecca pouted.

Such an expression should have been pretentious on the face of a 27-year-old woman, but she only invoked sympathy.

"Would you like me to get Fluffy for you?" Rocco said with deliberate tenderness.

"But she can be very swift."

"Then I'll be swifter." Rocco rolled up his sleeves and stretched his arm into the bush.

Frightened, the little hamster ran away quickly. "Over there," Rebecca shouted.

Rocco then stood up and ran to the other side of the bush.

He was gasping soon.

He had thought about catching it to flatter Rebecca, but it turned out to be more difficult than he'd imagined.

Compared with that nimble little hamster, he looked like a pissed-off clumsy bear.

The chase escalated into a man versus hamster competition and Rocco swore to win it.

Finally, Rocco made it. Fluffy wriggled in his hands in protest.

Squeezing his way through the bushes made him looked disheveled.

His shirt was smeared with dirt, his hair messy, his hand scratched. He was now sitting on the ground, catching his breath.

Raising his hands with the hamster in his palms, he gasped, "I got it. Your Fluffy.1

Rebecca delicately took Fluffy from his hands and thanked him.

"You're welcome." Rocco wiped away the sweat on his forehead and gave her an ear-to-ear grin.

"Fluffy, don't you dare run away from me again," Rebecca scolded.

Her tone was so serious and the hamster nuzzled her palm as if it was apologizing for the trouble it'd caused.

Rocco locked his eyes on her. She was like an angel.

"Gosh, you're injured." Rebecca saw the swollen scratch on the back of his hand.

"It doesn't matter. Just superficial injury." Rocco said casually.

"It matters to me. Come and I'll treat it for you." Rebecca held the hamster in one hand and grabbed his hand with the other hand, walking across the garden toward her room. Rocco stopped at the doorway, hesitating about entering a lady's private space.

"I'll wait for you here," he said gentlemanly.

"You can come in." Rebecca smiled and dragged him into her room.

All Rocco saw was pink. Pink walls, pink bed, and pink dolls. He would have taken it as a little girl's room if he hadn't known the owner of it.

"Give me a minute, I'll get your scratch sterilized." Rebecca put the little hamster into the cage and then went to rummage in the cabinet.

"Where's it? I remember I put it here," she mused.

In the cabinet was a jumble of things.

Rocco liked everything to be neat and clean but he found her messy in an adorable way.

"Forget it. It'll heal within days," Rocco said to her.

"One more minute. I'm close." Rebecca shouted without turning back.

Soon she came back with a bottle of rubbing alcohol. "Give me your hand."

The broken skin stung when the swab touched it.

Rocco groaned.

"Sorry. Am I hurting you?" Rebecca scratched her head, embarrassed.

"It's fine. You can continue." Rocco said gently.

After she finished, she stuck a cartoon band-aid on his hand and told Rocco not to touch water recently.

"As you say, miss." Rocco liked her serious face.

Something occurred to her suddenly. "Ah, I've been out for a long time. Grandpa has asked me to entertain the guests."

Rocco stood up tactfully.

"Then I'll leave."

"I'll send you out."

When they walked abreast down the corridor, Rocco started smoothly, "So you love furry animals?"

"Yes. They are cute and healing." Rebecca answered in a delighted voice.

"My friend's cat has given birth to a few kittens recently. Would you like to have one?" Rocco offered, finding him a perfect excuse to meet her again.

"Of course! When?" Rebecca snapped her head up to look at him, her eyes alight with expectation.

"Tomorrow, I'll call you," Rocco said with carefully concealed smugness.

Naturally enough, they exchanged numbers.

"See you tomorrow then," Rocco said.

"See you."

"And thank you for helping me!" she added earnestly.

Rocco nodded with a crooked smile and then left.

Everything went so smoothly.