"..." Collins Aiden's body slightly stiffened, a dim light flashed in his eyes, and his face turned a bit red.
But soon, he regained his indifference, his thin lips pursed, just looking at her without answering.
Seeing her finish drinking water, he took the cup from her hand, pressed her down onto the bed, and forced her to rest.
"I am already home, and I'll be fine after a good night's sleep. You don't have to worry about me." Ella Jackson looked at Collins Aiden, who was sitting by her bed and didn't seem to be planning to leave, and spoke hesitantly.
With him sitting there watching her, how could she possibly fall asleep?
But since he kindly brought her home, would it be rude to ask him to leave?
"You sleep...when you're asleep, I'll go." Collins Aiden's shallow voice, faintly echoed in her ears.
"..." Ella was taken aback, lifting her head to look at Collins, who seemed to know what she was thinking. Embarrassed, she pulled the quilt over her face.