How could there be such a coincidence in the world? After repeatedly looking at that mysterious figure, Long Linger was certain someone was tracking them. No matter the reason behind this person's pursuit, it was dangerous. Long Linger thought of Aphrodite who had already gone downstairs and quickly picked up her phone to call her.
The phone immediately rang, and to her surprise, it was sitting right on the table—she hadn't taken it.
The more Long Linger thought about it, the more frightened she became. Aphrodite was now acting alone, easily becoming a target. Paying no heed to her foot pain, she jumped up from the sofa, put on her socks, and was about to go out to search. Just as she reached the door, it opened, and Aphrodite walked in, carrying a packed lunchbox.
Their gazes met, and Aphrodite's eyes were filled with astonishment.
"Miss Long, why are you up? Sit down quickly, don't move around! Otherwise, it won't heal by tomorrow."
