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I Won't Use My Legs

Quentin sounded as full of delusions of grandeur as ever.

Nora couldn't help but hold her forehead. She asked, "Are you this helpful and enthusiastic to everyone?"

Quentin: "??"

Her question stunned Quentin.

He stared at Nora blankly. For a moment, he also felt like he was behaving a little strangely.

When had he become such a busybody? What was he showing a stranger so much concern for?

To be honest, he couldn't quite describe what he was feeling, either. It was just that the woman's calm and collected attitude kept making him feel as if she was Nora.

After all, he had been tailing and protecting Nora for very long.

He snorted and said, "I guess I was being unnecessarily nosy."

He walked off after saying that.

Nora: "…"

Had her words offended Quentin just now? Otherwise, why would that guy with delusions of grandeur suddenly become so distant?