"I just helped you out of a big mess. Aren’t you going to thank me?"
I was a little tired and sat down on the couch next to me.
Cindy glanced up at me and thought for a moment before closing her eyes again.
Her anger was tinged with aggression, but she no longer had the same sharpness as before.
"It's not like I invited you here."
Her tone was still tinged with arrogance, but the person in front of me no longer had an arrogant posture.
I smiled lightly, like an elderly looking at a naughty child. I could not help but laugh when I realized I had such a mindset.
It was fine that she did not want to thank me. I would not hold it against her.
"What happened to you?" I changed the subject and pointed to her injured foot with my chin.
"The tiles were too slippery and I fell down the stairs." I was slightly surprised to hear her answer.
I would have expected her answer to be ' none of your business' or something along those lines. I did not expect her to actually tell me.
There had been a change in her attitude.
I nodded my head and said somewhat deliberately. "Oh, did the act go awry this time?"
This statement immediately provoked her anger. "What the hell are you doing here?"
I could not help but laugh. "What do you think I'm here koi?"
I knew it was a normal reaction one would have.
Just now, Cindy must have thought I was here to help her. However, she would not say thank you even when things had been settled for her. Now, I was mocking her, so she could not accept it.
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