After fumbling for a while and not finding it, her hand was suddenly caught by the man's hand. "Let go."
His warm, soft palm.
Her breath hitched.
After hearing the man's command, she let go and fastened the seatbelt.
Yvonne Young turned her head and saw they were waiting for the red light, which turned green just as she looked.
She struggled to see most of Spencer Sullivan's cold and stern face.
He seemed very angry.
He looked like he was holding back, probably planning to bring her home and then settle accounts with her.
Whatever, she was already in such a mess.
The pain from her hemorrhoids was unbearable, making her feeble and drowsy, leaning against the car door.
The car stopped, and she woke up, realizing that they were at a hospital entrance, but she didn't know which one.
Yvonne Young watched Spencer Sullivan warily, "What are you trying to do?"
Was he going to amputate her leg?
