"You, get up."
She slightly lifted her chin, her tone commanding.
Rufus Swallow didn't move but wrapped his arms around her, completely enfolding her in the quilt.
Aria Lulu struggled but soon realized she couldn't break free at all, the quilt was firmly compressed by him.
She looked at Rufus Swallow's pale face, finding him truly insidious, thick-skinned, and annoying.
How shameless must he be, to still show up in front of her and continue to pester her after she had exposed his entire deceit.
Was it because her shot was too gentle?
Why hadn't it killed him?
Her face displayed an extreme impatience, and although she didn't speak again, her pretty little face was full of repulsion.
A man's deep sigh came from above her head as if he were utterly helpless when he called out, "Aria, don't be angry, come home with me, okay?"
His voice was very low, tender because of its depth.
