Just as I leaned forward, my unintentionally twisted again. Now it hurt immediately. But no matter how painful it was, I could not show it in front of Duke. Therefore, i could only bear it and let him know I was fine with a smile.
Perhaps Duke saw the grimacing look on my face. He shook his head speechlessly and suddenly grabbed my arm. "Why are you doing this? Do you hate me?"
"No, I, I really don't!"
Before he could finish his explanation, an interesting expression appeared on his face. "You put me in a difficult position, you know."
After that he reached out his hand to hold my arms. He was very tough, and helped me out of the door. I felt very uncomfortable, but since he has said so, I could not insist, otherwise I would really offend him. So I had to follow him down the stairs, little by little.
When we got to his car, the driver got out to open the door. Duke thought for a moment and joined me in the back seat.