However, Ethan’s expression grew darker and darker. “Shut up!”
Ethan shoved her away, and Emily was caught off guard, falling directly onto the floor and bumping her knee. The pain made her face twist in discomfort.
Seeing this, Ethan's heart clenched suddenly. He quickly bent down, picked her up, and laid her gently on the sofa.
He looked at her reddened knee and placed his hand on it, rubbing it gently. “Does it hurt?”
“No, it doesn’t.” Emily shook her head.
“Does your ankle still hurt?” His hand moved from her calf to her ankle.
“A little bit.” Emily nodded.
“When you were hitting Bob, you had quite a bit of strength, but now you’re being so delicate with every bump and bruise.” Ethan got up and, dropping that remark, walked toward the deepest part of the office.
Emily pouted an
