She mulled it over for a moment and suddenly felt she had nothing to be ashamed of. 'After what Victor Morgan did to me last night, I should be the one holding all the cards!'
"Hear what?" As Victor Morgan walked over, he poured Jessie Sterling a glass of warm water.
Her voice sounded a little hoarse.
Jessie: "...Nothing." 'Since Victor looks like he didn't hear anything, I'm certainly not going to give myself away.'
Victor Morgan sat on the edge of the bed and lifted a corner of the blanket.
Seeing his action, Jessie Sterling's expression immediately grew wary.
"What do you think you're doing?" Jessie reached out and held down the corner of the blanket. Without waiting for Victor to answer, she rattled on, "Victor Morgan! I'm still sore! How can you still be like this!"
Her eyes were filled with utter disbelief.
'Besides, I haven't even eaten yet!'
'How does Victor have so much energy!'
'Even a workhorse needs to take a breather, okay?'
