She did not know who took these pictures, and neither was she bothered. The school had no lack of such scammers in the first place.
Just when she reached home, before she had a chance to put down her bag, she found the man at home already, earlier than usual.
She was still upset with him over their tiff last night.
Keeping her head low, she ignored him and proceeded up the staircase.
As she walked past him, he suddenly caught hold of her small arm. With his brows furrowed, he turned back and looked at her. "What happened to your lips?"
He had noticed the swelling on her little cherry-like lips.
In the end, he simply pulled her to stand in front of him. Leaning forward, he looked down. With his cool fingers pinching her little chin, he inspected her face seriously and did not seem to like what he saw. His expression turned solemn as he interrogated grimly, "Why are your lips so badly swollen?"
It was not a friendly question.
