"Originally, I thought it didn't matter to me which woman you slept with..."
Doesn't matter?
Just as Luke Land was about to say something, she slowly spoke again, "But..."
"But what?"
"Oh, nothing..." Suddenly, she didn't want to continue the topic, "You go out. I want to sleep for a while."
Even though he really wanted to hear her thoughts, seeing that she didn't want to answer, he didn't push it further.
In the afternoon, the weather was nice, and Eva Miller was rarely in a generous mood, remembering to take care of Luke Land, the 'patient'.
"I'll take you for a walk in the garden, oh wait, your leg isn't fully healed..." Eva Miller brought over his wheelchair, "You sit, I'll take you for a walk."
Luke Land's mouth twitched; wheelchairs were a nightmare for him, especially when Eva Miller was pushing him. Every time she couldn't control the direction, and the last time, after a short while of pushing him, his knees and calves were bruised in several places...
