His eyes never left me, and I knew he was checking if I was lying.
But the more he looked, the more candid my eyes became.
Seeing that he didn't directly refute me, I chased after the victory.
"Nate investigated me. I was in prison for 5 years. If there had been someone behind me, I would have come out long ago, and, as far as I know, William Archibald, hasn't been five years since he entered the Archibald family, right?"
"It's my fault this time, and I won't mess with anything in the future... As for the door lock, I did learn a lot from my fellow inmates during my time in prison but don't worry, it won't appear again in the future!"
I lowered my stance, trying to use a woman's unique pity to awaken his pity.
Sometimes I think that maybe one day I will be interested.
It may be good to be an actor and a film, so I don't want to waste my acting talent.
I lowered my head, not knowing what his expression was now.
After a stalemate like this for a while, he heard him say, "I believe you this time."
Immediately, I was overjoyed and smiled.
I knew what he said was a compromise.
Don't believe it or not, he was ready to let me go.
"I'll push you back to the house."
"Ok."
Nate responded in a low voice, letting the little woman behind him push him back to the room.
Forget it, let's do this first.
Now, as soon as he closes his eyes, his mind is filled with the delicate appearance of her just now...
The slap on the face still hurts a little.
He even thought it was quite incredible.
If it was before, whoever dared to touch a strand of his hair would have to pay the price in blood, but when he heard her say it was her first kiss just now, his heart was fierce.
Not only was it her first kiss just now, but also...
Also his.
"Then I'm going back?"
After sending him into the house, I was ready to go.
"Wait a minute, put me in bed."
"...it is good."
I'm speechless, this man is too cautious, even this kind of detail must be perfect, for fear of being known by me, he is not a real disability.
But I'm even less likely to let him know that I've discovered his secret.
It can only be with a look of innocence, "This bed is so big, which side do you usually like to lie on? I can help you up."
"Left, lift this leg first."
He only moved his mouth, but it was hard on me.
He pretended to be lame without any flaws, and he did a lot of hard work.
Generally speaking, normal people's legs are not so strenuous to lift. Only the truly unconscious legs will be dead and dead.
And that's what his legs are!
By the time I moved both of his legs to the bed, my back was soaked with sweat.
I finally helped him lie down.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the quilt that was piled up on the other side.
I did everything I wanted to do.
One hand supported the bedside, and the other hand went over his body and pulled the quilt.
But the silk bedding on this bed was so slippery that my supporting hand slipped suddenly!
The whole person slammed into him fiercely!
All the weight was on his "paralyzed" legs.
"..."
Nate Archibald's eyes froze immediately.
What is this woman doing now?
Did she deliberately hit him on the leg?
Did she want to test whether his legs were conscious?
It's a pity that this level of pain will not expose him at all.
Was this woman just an accidental coincidence, or was it a deliberate trial?
It's just that the most damning thing is that the position where she knocked her head is really...
And a certain feeling that he had suppressed in the first place tends to recur again.