She looked at Louis Lawrence, though she really didn't want to deal with him, she had no choice but to speak.
"I, I left my phone at your place, can you bring it to me?"
Louis Lawrence leaned lazily against the wall, looking at her with a half-smile.
"Just called me a jerk, and now you want me to run errands for you? Xylia Xandrell, how thick-skinned are you?"
Xylia Xandrell bit her lip, feeling nothing but embarrassed.
All the embarrassment in her life probably came from this man.
She gave him a fierce glare, turned around and strode upstairs, back to the ward.
Louis Lawrence smirked slightly and followed her up.
Back in the room, Xylia originally intended to sit on the hospital bed.
But thinking about how this shabby room costs twelve hundred a day, she didn't even want to sit.
She simply squatted on the ground, buried her head in her knees, and started crying.
She's not someone who cries easily, but today she kept shedding tears.
