"Ah," Melody Thorne was lost in thought for a moment, almost forgetting she was on her way upstairs. Her toes, clad in slippers, hit the stairs, causing a slight pain that made her gasp a little.
Jared Quinn was constantly restraining himself, wondering whether to hang up the phone. He couldn't keep being at her mercy, doing whatever she said.
But upon hearing her gasp, the veins on his hand holding the phone involuntarily bulged, pondering over where she was hurt or what she hit, wishing he could go back right away to check on her.
Jared Quinn's strong heart indeed had self-esteem, and this was the first time he had been so despised by a woman.
"Jared Quinn? I'm going to hang up the phone now, I'll send you a video later and you must pick it up," Melody Thorne said again with concern.
There was no sound from the other side.
"My foot hurts so much, why is it swollen?" Melody Thorne already lay down on the bed, deliberately expressing her pain.
