"Bitch, guess who I am with!" Lilia sat on the bed and arrogantly called the injured Savanna. However, it was a man who answered the phone.
"Who are you?" asked the man coldly.
"I would like to ask who you are. Isn't this Savanna's number?"
"It's her number. She's sick. Now she is resting." Rex held the phone and glanced at Savanna, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
Savanna lay obediently on the bed. Her hands were together on her lower abdomen. Her slender body exuded a quiet and fragile aura.
Savanna looked fragile because her eyelids were trembling slightly. This subtle movement was just enough to show the uneasiness and fear deep in the heart.
"What a bitch. She hooks up with men everywhere!" Lilia said sarcastically. "Wake her up. I have something to say to her."
"Who is the bitch you're referring to?" Rex clenched his fists. The cell phone was almost crushed by him.