Chapter 441: The Late Menstruation (3)

"Sir, your mobile phone..." A kind passerby picked up Percy Stanton's phone and handed it to him, but Percy stood there like a wooden statue, showing no reaction.

"Sir...Sir..." The passerby called out several times, but when Percy didn't respond, he raised his hand and gently pushed Percy, who finally came to his senses, looking at the passerby with a pale, somewhat frightening face.

The passerby handed Percy his phone: "Your mobile phone."

Percy took it, wanting to say thank you, but his throat felt like someone was strangling him, and he couldn't make a sound. In the end, he could only nod, take the phone, and then walk away in a daze.

He was handsome and tall, always standing out wherever he went, but at this very moment, he was so sad that his steps were faltering.