Regan's gaze became cold in an instant. Before Hazel could react, he picked her up effortlessly, lifting her off the ground.
Taken aback by his sudden movement, Hazel exclaimed, "Mr. Morris, you... you are..."
Ignoring her, Regan walked to the side of the bed and threw her on it. Overbearingly, he said, "Do you want to get sick again? Remember, your body belongs to me, and you must take good care of it. Your well-being is your responsibility, get it? Don't you walk around barefoot again."
It only occurred to Hazel that Regan carried her because she was not wearing any shoes.
However, Hazel did not dare to look down. Instead, she was blushing harder, almost closing her eyes.
He... hadn't even put on his clothes yet!
And it just so happened that she was the culprit.
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