Chapter Sixty

Andrew's eyes widened. Slowly he lifted his head and looked at Macy. The woman's hand was still touching him. There was a cold sensation from her palm. In addition, he can also see how pale her face is. Hell, the guilt began to fill his heart.

"I'm sorry…"

Macy shook her head. "You aren't."

Then the woman then pulled her hand away from Andrew's face and walked towards the foyer.

However, before she could put on her sandals, she suddenly fell. Her legs felt so weak that they couldn't support her body.

Suddenly, Andrew approached her and made sure that she wasn't hurt.

"Are you okay?" asked the man worriedly.

Macy took a deep breath from her mouth. It seemed that the argument with Andrew had exhausted all her remaining strength for the day. But she had to return to her unit.

"Macy..."