As though a flip had been switched in her brain, Halia's eyes suddenly flew open and she quickly pushed Sean away in shock. What just happened? How did she lose control like that?
With no time to think, she immediately grabbed the mop from the closet and slipped out. She then smiled and handed the mop to Jackson just as he reached her.
"Is everything OK? Did you hurt your foot? What took so long?" he asked worriedly.
"I didn't see it even though it was right in front of me," she laughed in a dopey manner.
Jackson gently patted her on the head. He then put the broom aside and carried her in his arms.
"What are you doing?" Halia asked in surprise.
"I told you to rest your foot," he warned dotingly as he carried her into the bedroom and lay her on the bed.
Halia lay down and looked up at the man in front of her. Just behind him, she could see the closet where Sean was hiding through the doorway. At this moment, she saw the closet door slowly open.
