"The speakerphone was turned on, and I faintly heard a man's curse. It sounded familiar..."
Kingsley's words reminded Sherman that Luke had spilled the glass of water he was carrying and the hot water was spilled on the back of his hand, so Luke muttered a curse.
Sherman leaned over and hugged Kingsley, reclining against him like a cute kitten. " Don't be mad at me, okay?"
"OK." Kingsley answered. He told Sherman t o sit back. How could he really be mad at her? Especially under that circumstances, Sherman did the right thing.
Immediately, Sherman chuckled, "You know what? You look so grim! You've really freaked me out!"
Staring at her, Kingsley spoke, "You felt scared?"
"I was scared when you were so stern to m e. I don’t like it when you treat me that way. " She said, "Also, what are you going to do about Luke?"
Hearing the name, Kingsley’s eyes turned cold, without a trace of emotion, dark and freezing.
After a moment's hesitation, Sherman said, "Forget it. He already knew he was wrong, and he's come to his senses. At the emergent moment, he pushed me out of the way as the tree fell down when we were running out of the burning cottage, but his legs were hit heavily by the tree." "If he hadn't taken you there, why would you have needed him to rescue you?" Kingsley stated the facts briefly and ruthlessly.
"He’s a poor man. He keeps blaming himself for Zora's death. He felt that he was responsible for Zora’s death. He said h e could never forget how Zora had died. Every day, when he sleeps, he dreams about her. It's a nightmare. He could not escape from it. He was imprisoned in the misery."
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