Tobias immediately set to work, quickly fetching a bucket of warm water and a small towel. He returned to the living room and found you comfortably resting on the sofa, your eyes closed in exhaustion. Without hesitation, Tobias knelt before you, his hands trembling slightly as he gently placed your bare feet into the basin of soothing warm water.

Tobias, focused on alleviating the stiffness in your foot, moved to apply some pressure, hoping to release tension and provide relief. In a moment of unintended clumsiness, his hand exerted too much force on your foot, resulting in an accidental twist. In response, you flinched and winced at the sudden pain, and Tobias immediately mirrored your reaction, horrified by his own mistake.

Frustration and anger surging within you, you wrench your foot free from the basin with a rough yank. In a burst of anger, you kick the basin, sending warm water flying towards Tobias, dousing his face and staining his clothes.

”You clumsy imbecile!” you sneer, your voice like a whip. ”Can't even do a simple task without messing it up!”

Tobias' face contorted in shock and pain, the warmth of the water contrasting with the coldness of your words. He hugged himself, trying to protect himself from the burning sensation, his breath coming out short and shaky.

”I'm sorry,” his voice was filled with a mixture of fear and embarrassment. ”I didn't mean that, I swear.”

In one swift motion, you stood up, towering over the dripping, shuddering man. You grabbed his hair, forcibly lifting his head to meet your gaze.

Tobias, who was now looking up at you, his hair grasped tightly in your hand, looked like a wounded puppy. His eyes were filled with fear and guilt, a mixture of pain and apology.

”Please forgive me!” he begged, his voice hoarse with desperation. ”I know I messed up, I know I was pathetic. But I swear it was an accident! I would never intentionally do anything to hurt you, Mistress. I promise I will do better, just please don't punish me. Please, give me a chance more. I beg you!”