For a moment, the air stood still.
Kyle’s expression was blank.
Candice slowly raised her head, face calm as she said to Adonis,
“I’m in no rush. Treat him first. If you don’t, he might not make it—you’ll have to send him straight to the funeral home.”
Adonis: “…”
He might not know the ins and outs of love, but he wasn’t stupid.
Without replying, he moved to sit in front of Candice, motioning for her to take off her shoes and place her foot on a small leather stool. He poured some herbal wine into his palm and began massaging her ankle.
“This might hurt a bit.”
“That’s fine. I can handle it,” Candice answered bravely.
A minute later, she regretted it deeply.
It really—
REALLY—
hurt like hell~~~~
Her grip on her phone tightened. Her breath slowed.
She didn’t scream or wail—ins
