"It's okay; I'm fine. I can walk on my own," she said, trying to push him away. He lifted her inside. "You're really trouble-prone. Why all this stubbornness?" Ronald said as he took off her shoes and covered her with a blanket. He paused, looking at her for a moment, then left, closing the door behind him.
When he finished tidying up the kitchen that Erika had messed up, he heard a knock on the door and went to open it. "And who are you?" he asked, knowing it was Erika's assistant, holding a knife in his hand. "Hello, young sir, I'm Mark, Miss Erika's assistant. Is she here?" he said, trying to peer inside through Ronald's body, the height difference between them about twenty meters.
