The smell of disinfectant spread to my nose, and I smiled bitterly. I was afraid that I would be stuck in bed for a few days.
Looking at the man approaching, I put away the self-mockery on my face and stood up with difficulty.
With this movement, I had the illusion that my whole body was being eaten by millions of ants. The pain distorted my face, and I made faces for a long time before I could control my facial expression.
"You're here."
I held his palm with a smile on my face.
Nicholas liked women who had a poised, elegant, and refined demeanor.
But I was straightforward and had a hot temper.
In order to emulate him, I had learned ladylike behavior countless times in the past five years. After repeated observation and learning, I had finally developed into what I was.
No matter how hard I tried, the word "lady" seemed to be separated from me by an endless gap.
No matter how much I suppressed my nature, I would only end up learning a weird thing.
"How could you hit Karen?"
Nicholas shook off my hand and peppered me with angry questions.
The sudden action caught me off guard.
My head hit the wall hard, making me gasp and unable to speak for a moment due to the pain.