Chapter 476
“Ouch…” The ‘injured‘ person clutched their leg. “I hurt my leg earlier, and I think it might be fractured.”
Feather’s countenance shifted, showing a flicker of understanding–the first emotion other than coldness to appear on her face.
“Great, I know how to fix that. I’ll help you so you don’t have to go to the hospital.
The person’s expression changed, and they started sweating. “No, no, there’s really no need. I can manage- Ah!”
Feather acted swiftly, catching them off guard by grabbing their leg and bending it. The person cried out in agony as their dislocated leg was suddenly put back in place.
“You’re fine now,” Feather stated flatly. They were the first to dare lie to her.
The person exclaimed in pain, “You knew I was fine so why did you dislocate it before fixing it? You just wanted to hurt me.”
Feather was unmoved, though. “I wanted to prove that I know how to fix it.”
That person and Hanzel were both speechless.
“Alright, now that you’re fine, I’ll take back the money.” Feather picked up the scattered bills and returned Hanzel’s card. “Here, you can have it back. I don’t need it at the moment.”
“Sure, text me if you ever do.” Hanzel found her way of speaking quite amusing, reminding him of someone he’d met before–Pearl when he first met her.
Feather was ready to leave when Hanzel spoke again. “Can I have your number?”
“No, I don’t do phone calls.”
Hanzel wasn’t about to give up. “What about WhatsApp?”
“Don’t use that.“.
“Telegram?”
“Don’t use that either.”
Hanzel said with a smile, “Then give me your address so I can send you a letter.”
Feather frowned and hesitated, then she read out her number.
Hanzel was pleasantly surprised to discover her display photo was Spongebob. It
hoice.
“I have to go now,” Feather said, lowering her gaze and avoiding eye contact
before departing.
As he watched her walk away, Hanzel couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement. It was certainly intriguing.
- 1.
Pearl waited in the room for some time, growing increasingly anxious as the person she was expecting failed to arrive. She furrowed her brows. “Do you think she might have encountered trouble on her way here? What’s taking her so long?”
Richard tried to comfort her. “Don’t worry, she’s an adult now. She’ll be fine. Besides, if something goes wrong, she’ll call for help.”
Pearl agreed and nodded.
Shortly thereafter, the door creaked open, and Pearl’s eyes widened when she saw the visitor–it was Feather, but her face…
“What’s going on, Fifi?”
Feather was curious. “What do you mean?”
“Look at the mirror.”
Feather looked into the mirror, and when she saw her own blushing reflection, her usually cold expression changed.
“Fifi, are you… in love?”
