Quite a while, Kylie waited for Michael, who faithfully closed his eyes.
Michael was still unconscious and still didn't change his position one bit.
Emotionally, Kylie seemed to pay close attention to Michael's face.
She gently rubbed the young man who was lying weakly in front of her.
Some of the bruises she had not noticed before, now she noticed more and more clearly.
The pain in her heart for Jamie grew even more as if she would curse him if she were in front of him at this time.
'You have to rot in jail Jam, why are you bothering my future husband' Kylie whispered in her mind as her hands that were not holding Michael firmly held the stool, helping to endure the tightness she felt more and more.
"Never mind, Kyl, you better rest on the sofa, let us accompany him. If Michael wakes up, we will wake you up. You look tired, Kyl," said Daniel suddenly when he realized the oddity of Kylie's attitude.
