It wasn't until she heard his footsteps that she hurriedly poked her head out.
"Are you going out again?" Michelle Campbell couldn't help but ask. It was already late. Was he going to work?
"Why, you don't want me to leave?" Samuel Noah Jackson stopped in his tracks, looking at her with a curious raised eyebrow.
"I'm just a little afraid of the quiet. It's fine, I'll watch TV." Michelle Campbell pouted her lips and said.
Hearing this, Samuel didn't say anything, and turned around to leave the bedroom.
Michelle felt a slight disappointment in her heart.
But after a while, Samuel came in with a notebook, sat down on a chair beside the bed, put the notebook on his lap, and worked seriously.
"I'll be here. You just stay put and don't move around." Samuel glanced at her and suddenly spoke softly.
That woman was too restless. To keep a proper eye on her, he had no choice but to sit here and stare at her.
