The scarf was knotted tightly.
As Wayne Bailey tugged at it for a while, he caught a whiff of a faint girl's fragrance that grew stronger over time.
Anna Jadwin's doe-like eyes suddenly opened wide, "What...are you...doing in South City?"
South City? That name again.
Wayne Bailey's pupils constricted, but before he could get angry, Anna Jadwin stared at his handsome face and her expression changed drastically: "Wayne, how dare you try to take advantage of me while I'm asleep? Have a taste of my kick!"
Anna Jadwin lifted her leg and kicked him right in the head.
As his head throbbed with pain, this kick became the final straw that knocked him out.
She watched in shock as he fell, his heavy body pressing down on her.
"So heavy..." she almost got flattened, "This hurts so much!"
"..."
"Wayne Bailey, get off!"
His burning body was pressed against her, not moving an inch.
Anna cautiously touched his forehead, feeling how hot it was!
