Janet chased Brandon out of the restaurant.
However, the windy dusk and her high heels made it difficult for her to keep up. With long strides, Brandon was about to cross the zebra crossing.
There, realizing that she couldn't catch up with him, Janet suddenly came up with an idea.
She faked a fall, crying out and clutching her ankle. "Oh no! It hurts like crazy. I think I broke my bone!"
Brandon, who had been walking ahead, hesitated before turning back and rushing to Janet's side.
"Take off your shoe. I need to see that." Bending down, he examined her ankle, pressing on different spots and causing her to yelp in pain.
"Stop it. You just sprained your ankle. Are you trying to pull the wool over my eyes now? You've learned to lie?" Brandon saw through Janet's pretense instantly. He stood up, his face darkening, and was about to leave.
"Wait, help me up first. Hear me out please!" Janet pleaded, grabbing his wrist.
She could see Brandon was not that mad now and hoped to take advantage of the opportunity. "What can I do to make you believe me? Or are you going to storm off in anger without giving me a chance to explain?"
Then the two of them would definitely have a fight again.
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