Melody Parker: "..."
Who said she had feelings for him?
How come she didn't know?
Adrian Davies held Melody Parker like this, a jubilant tone overflowing from his throat, "Melody, I'm very happy. Stay with me for a while, hmm?"
Melody Parker: "..."
What was he so happy about?
Was he happy that his arm got shot through, or was he happy that after she treated his wound, he came down with a high fever?
Recalling how someone recklessly didn't care if his arm got crippled just to force her to remove the bullet and treat his wound, Melody Parker instantly said in an aggrieved tone, "Adrian Davies, I'm very unhappy!"
"Oh, tell me about it," Adrian Davies' just-woken voice was slightly hoarse, carrying an indescribable enticing quality.
After saying this, Adrian Davies released Melody Parker.
He looked at her earnestly, his eyes as deep as a secluded pond, as if he wanted to drown her in them.
Being looked at like that, Melody Parker suddenly didn't know what to say.
