Edith really wanted to admit that she did not remember anything, but the expression on Neil's face made her think that she needed to think things carefully. Edith continued to watch Neil as she was trying to figure out what she was going to do next,
At this time, Neil pushed over the quilt cover and get up from the bed. Suddenly, there was a loud thud behind him. Turning around, Neil grew anxious when he saw Edith disappeared from the bed.
There was a loud groan. When Neil reached her side, Edith was laying on the carpeted floor as she continued to massage her head.
"What happened to you?" Neil inched closer. "How did you fell off the bed?"
Edith looked up and gasped as her gaze met with Neil's shirtless top. "Why… why are you not wearing a shirt?"
She was too shocked upon seeing that topless torso that she had accidentally rolled off the bed and hit her head on the floor. Fortunately, they were carpeted.
