It hurt so much!
If she didn't think that crying over a sprained ankle at her age of over twenty would be embarrassing, she would have cried.
Every slight movement of her foot felt excruciating.
"Hang in there," Maxwell Saxon gently reassured her, "I'll take you to the hospital right away."
What else could she do but endure?
Scarlett Yates forced back her tears, blinking her glistening eyes, and nodded, "Okay."
Seeing her look so aggrieved and pitiful, Maxwell Saxon was momentarily lost in thought.
His cool, dark eyes squinted, and his gaze became oddly reflective, as if he suddenly recalled something.
Indeed, Maxwell Saxon was reminded of some things.
Some long-preserved memories that had yellowed with age.
Back then, she had also accidentally fallen, resulting in a fracture.
She cried with snot and tears in her eyes, looking at him with a frightened yet pitiable gaze, sobbing and asking, "Big brother, is my leg broken? Will I never be able to walk again?"
