Jory was standing in front of the door of the changing room. His shoulders raised slightly when he heard a loud noise from inside. At once, he knew that Nancy had fallen onto the ground.
Jory rested his hand on the doorknob. He was so close to open the door. However, he was a well-mannered man to the core. Hence, he stopped himself from breaking in.
“What's wrong? What happened?”
When it rains, it pours. I totally forgot I am actually injured. I couldn't even stand up now. I guess I have no choice now but to rely on Jory.
“I-I fell...” For some reason, Nancy sounded aggrieved at that moment. I am a formidable black belt holder, so how did I end up in this predicament?
Jory's heart clenched tightly. Without any hesitation, he opened the door.
Nancy sat weakly and limply on the floor. She raised her head and looked at the man who was walking in. She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could see the sweats on his forehead glowing under the lights.
“Why are you sweating so much? Aren't those air conditioners working?” She asked with a puzzled look.
Jory crouched down to Nancy's eyes level. “Are you stupid? You were the last contestant. Of course, they will switch off the air conditioners after the competition is over.”
“Oh? Then, you... All of Z sudden, Nancy was overwhelmed with guilt.
Jory wiped the sweats off his forehead. “That's right. It's hot and stuffy out there. And yet, someone was purposely dilly-dallying inside and refused to come out...”
Nancy stared at her injured ankle. She didn't know what to say. Perhaps, karma was coming back at her. She tried to make Jory leave on purpose. Unfortunately, she fell once again and aggravated the swelling on her ankle.
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