Jasper Bollock glanced downward at Amanda Jenkins's back, and noticed her right foot was cocked awkwardly behind her…
Amanda's face stiffened, and with evident discomfort, she rubbed her right foot against her left calf, then grinned insincerely at Jasper with a silly smile, "Hehe…"
Jasper was taken aback for a moment.
He had seen the brave Amanda, the cheerful Amanda, and even the Amanda at the wedding, who was so beautiful she seemed not of this world.
But he had never seen such a goofy Amanda...
She was quite cute, actually.
The smile on Jasper's lips grew broader, "You just dropped something."
He stepped closer to Amanda, about to bend down to pick up the medicine bottle she had dropped on the floor.
Suddenly, a figure in white with streaks of red rushed over, standing in front of Amanda and beamed at Jasper, "Hello, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Jasper furrowed his brows, "Why is it you again."
