Chapter 228
Alex sighed softly, kicking off his shoes near the entrance before walking over to the living room.
"Yeah, I'm back," he muttered, crossing the floor with heavy steps and plopping right onto the soft couch beside Celine. He leaned his head back against the comfy couch, and raised one hand to massage his throbbing temples with his thumb and forefinger.
Celine, meanwhile, finally turned her head away from the TV screen, and locked her eyes locking on his face that looked a bit drained. She tilted her head slightly, studying the way he slumped his shoulders and couldn't help asking.
"What's up with you?" Celine asked, her tone carrying a mix of mild curiosity and cool indifference. "You look like you just got hit on the head with a mountain."
Alex let out a low groan, keeping his eyes closed as he continued to rub his aching head.
"It's nothing really. I just have a small headache, that's all."
Celine raised an eyebrow, letting out a soft hum.
