"Look, I just said a few words, and you're already angry, you're like a powder keg."
Olivia Jenkins' eyelids drooped slightly, her expression seemed tinged with a hint of sarcasm.
Daniel Marshall's lips parted slightly, his voice was sparse and indifferent, "You just love to stir things up!"
Olivia Jenkins scornfully huffed, "I never cause trouble, unless someone bullies me, then I fight back."
Daniel Marshall's eyebrows knitted, his tone was chillingly cold, "You still think you're not at fault? How much resentment do you harbor against me?"
What was her wrong?
Why should she be measured by Daniel Marshall's standards?
With a derisive sneer, Olivia Jenkins rolled her eyes.
Subsequently, she stopped massaging Daniel Marshall's back, and turned him around.
"You just lie down and rest, and stop talking, lest you cough yourself to death."
Daniel Marshall pursed his lips, his eagle-like eyes staring at Olivia Jenkins.
