He bit his lip softly, and pulled his vest sleeve up, revealing blood stains on his red, swollen wrist, his soft voice seemed pitiful.
"Bertha, I want to go back to the villa. I'll go cook lunch for you, okay?"
Tyrone rolled his eyes at Derek.
The first time Liam saw his boss look like that, he gasped in surprise.
Bruno frowned too, his eyes studying Derek.
And Bertha also silently observed him.
She silently gritted her teeth, her face smiling, and she raised her hand towards Derek's face.
Derek saw this action of hers, his heart trembled slightly. He happily bowed his head and proactively brought his face closer to hers, waiting for her to caress him.
But when she touched his cheek, the smile on Bertha's face stopped, and she immediately became cold.
She used her fingertips to pi
