He stared at his hand, carefully blowing into his red, swollen palm.

Bertha just coldly glanced at his palm, she concentrated on rubbing his back.

This was the first time Bertha did not comfort Shane immediately after he was beaten.

His chest was frustrated and extremely uncomfortable.

Unsatisfied, he reluctantly raised half of his hand, his warm black eyes bringing his palm to Bertha's eyes.

He's in pain.

Bertha's expression darkened, pretending not to ...