Chapter 186. Her Heart

"Who made you stupid enough to block the door with your hand?" Elly thought to herself with a stiff mouth, but the constant glimpse of the injured hand betrayed her mood, not as suddenly as she seemed.

"Don't you know how to treat your guests?"

Alex ignored his and her injuries.

Elly crouched on the sofa and realized in the dim light that Alex was hurt now, his face was still red with handprints, the corners of his mouth were cut, and his fingers looked bruised across the skin

Alex served himself, sat opposite of Elly, poured himself a glass of water and made it his own home. He looked at the furniture within the house while gulping his water with an unhappy attitude. The furniture made the house look so bleak, as it looked like it needed a makeover.

Elly's face was discolored with suppressed anger, and her voice was low and dull. "What the hell is wrong with you? Getting a drink of water? You weren't even welcome here in the first place."