Seeing the anger on his face, Bella Acker felt a tightness in her heart and instinctively apologized.
"I'm sorry, I... I wasn't paying attention."
"Do you want to see if your head is harder than the wall?" Damian Sinclair's expression softened a bit, "Did you hurt yourself?"
"I'm fine, but you..." Bella Acker only then realized she was still pressing on him. She quickly got up and kneeled beside him, saying, "How about you? Let me see where you hit your back."
"I'm fine." Damian Sinclair frowned a bit, acting nonchalant.
Knowing how much he could endure, wouldn't he frown unless it hurt badly?
"Let me see your back." Bella Acker frowned, grabbing his shoulder to turn him slightly, and saw a large purple bruise on his scapula.
Such a big bruise, it looked shocking.
Bella Acker bit her lower lip, "I'm sorry."
