"Yes..."
Mellisa replied in a dull voice, and her eyes swept over him pretentiously.
Except for a few wrinkles on her clothes, her appearance was still immaculate.
When Mellisa opened her eyes, she saw a familiar card beside the pillow.
She narrowed her eyes, glanced at Leonard, whose eyes were dull, and bent down to pick up the card. Apparently it was the business card Lyle had given her.
Mellisa calmly took the business card back into her pocket. She reached out and fiddled with her hair, watching Leonard. "Master, why am I sleeping here?"
Leonard sat up and moved, slowly leaning against the head of the bed. "When you showered just now, maybe the shower was too hot and you got a heat stroke. I can't move around freely, so I can only pull you out and put you here to rest for a while."
Mellisa lowered her eyelids and lips. A faint smile crossed her face.
It seemed Leonard thought she had a heatstroke.
