Gina stared at Zeryon with a shocked expression on her face. His attitude suddenly changed. Maybe because he was sick, so she still approached him.
"How come you ask us to go away? You are so rude today." Modesty looked angry.
"He is not well, Modesty. Just look at him," Gina said.
"Well, absolutely. However, this is not an excuse for being impolite to us in any way." A pitiful expression appeared on Modesty's face as she looked at Zeryon.
"Let me help you to walk. We should go home now." Gina extended her hand to Zeryon and placed it on his shoulder.
Zeryon gave his car's key then flinched away from her touch. "I'm fine," he mumbled while turning his head away. "I just need to be alone. Don't you hear me?"
Gina made a face and showed a hint of concern as she frowned. She had never witnessed him in such a state before. He was usually so energetic and full of life, but now he seemed like he became somebody else.
