Ethan Smith wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his pale face making the vivid red stand out even more.
"I'm fine," Ethan shook his head.
As he spoke, Ethan tried to get up but staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Edward Green and Sofia Carrillo hurriedly supported Ethan, their faces full of worry.
"Mr. Smith, you should lie down," said Edward Green with furrowed brows.
Ethan waved his hand and said, "I'm not that bad yet."
If the act went on, it would be too fake.
Ethan stood up and walked to the window of the living room.
Gazing out the window, he asked softly, "What month is it now?"
Sofia Carrillo hastily replied, "It's mid-May."
"Mid-May... just over three months left," Ethan sighed with a worried expression on his face.
"Master Smith, are you still thinking about that matter even now?" Sofia Carrillo bit her lip, looking even more worried than Ethan himself.
