Sunny made his voice sound hoarse when he said, "I don't know. Maybe the wound opened up again when I moved my arm to call you."

Xante frowned and looked at him sternly. "You idiot. You should've used your good arm to call me instead!"

Sunny pouted pitifully. "I was in a hurry to call you, so I didn't think too much about it..."

"Haha ahem, ahem!"

The sound from the sofa caught Xante's attention. When she looked up, she found a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa.

Maxwell could not fight back his laughter. He did not expect Sunny would put on such a show in front of a woman. It was a pity that Sunny was not an actor, or he would have won the 'Best Actor' award.

Xante roughly guessed who the middle-aged man was by how similar he looked to Sunny.

"You must be Mister Maxwell. Forgive me for not noticing you," said Xante, slightly flustered. Maxwell waved nonchalantly. "It's okay, don't mind me. You two can continue chatting." Xante did not know what to say.

care that his father was watching the whole thing. He reached out to hold Xante's hand and said, "Xante, my arm hurts

if he was stupid. "You want me to

stunned into silence. He wanted so badly for Xante to pity him that he had forgotten the kind of 'wound'

with embarrassment, Sunny continued to plead, "Then can you please blow on my wound? Just two puffs,

stand him behaving like that in

father is watching us, you know? How can you not feel embarrassed

on his face, then at

and don't move around. I'm going to get the doctor to check

and started walking out of

She's going to know I'm faking my injury if the doctor really comes!' thought

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