Why Didn't You Tell Me? (7)

He looked like he just saw the most aggravating thing. The tighter his fist was, the more blood dripped from his fingertips.

Although he had his back to her so she couldn't see his face, she could sense the anger he felt from the position of his back.

Ji Yi was so scared that she held her breath and stared at his bloody hand for a moment. She wanted to remove her covers, get out of bed and check on him, but then he suddenly raised his arm and threw the glass shards in his palm into the trash. Without even glancing at Ji Yi, he strode out of her room.

It seemed like he needed to vent as he shut the door with overbearing strength. With it came an ear-splitting "Bang!"

Ji Yi's entire body trembled with the slam of the door while she remained quiet in bed.

This picture looked frozen in place as it remained quiet for a long time before Ji Yi slowly lay back down in bed.

As she stared up at the ceiling, she became even more puzzled.