"Does it hurt? I heard the sound of it hitting your foot just now."
Aria Grant frowned as she said this, but in reality, she had just picked up George Flack's phone and immediately returned it to him.
George Flack sneakily glanced at his phone screen, which was still lit, and really didn't dare to think too much. He feared that thinking too much would arouse Aria's suspicions, so he hurriedly replied.
"No, the sound just now was the phone hitting the ground, my foot is fine."
That's good, Aria breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that George had put his phone back in his pocket, Aria leaned into George's embrace.
"Aren't you curious why I came back so early?"
Right, he hadn't been home for long himself, so how come Aria was back already?
"Have you eaten yet? Why did you come back early?" He asked these questions rather mechanically, but Aria didn't mind at all, she didn't even seem to notice.
