A few minutes later, she went downstairs.
Mia Ginger ran up to him with iodine and band-aids in hand, extending her hands, "The ones you gave me last time, I barely used them."
"Thanks for going out of your way, appreciate it."
Mia tiptoed to look at him, hesitantly asked, "Is it serious?"
"It's okay."
"Windsor is just like that," Mia said, scratching her head, "She's not actually a bad person, she felt bad after biting you and cried as soon as she entered the dorm."
"She cried?" Camden River sneered, "Was she smoking?"
"Uh." Mia was stunned, then gave a wry smile, "You really understand her."
"I don't." Camden said flatly, "Help me tell her not to come looking for me anymore. If she wants to jump, she can jump; her life is her own."
Mia was speechless.
Camden released his hand slightly from his neck and casually threw a blood-stained tissue into the trash bin.
Only then did Mia get a clear look at his wound and took a sharp breath.
Windsor had bitten him too hard.
