The estimation was wrong, and in a sudden turn, the whole face "bang" hit the door panel.
The bag in his hand "clattered" to the ground.
The whole person leaned back, clutching his nose and swaying slightly.
The pain nearly brought tears to his eyes, but he stubbornly held back and dared not cry out in pain.
Both hands still instinctively reached for the door handle out of a strong survival instinct.
Arabella Vanderbilt looked at him and couldn't help but touch her forehead.
Just watching it hurts.
"What's that sound?"
A familiar, deep voice happened to sound just then, freezing Jackson Russo's body in place, and in a flurry, he finally grabbed the door handle.
Joel Russo came in from the balcony upon hearing the noise, his gaze fixed on Arabella Vanderbilt, observing her as her gaze was directed at the doorway. After hearing his voice, she turned her head towards him, with a mix of reluctance and shyness that made her expression somewhat difficult to describe.
