"Worry about myself?" Jade looked at Valentino blankly.
"It's indeed your fault. You shouldn't hide it from me, and I was caught off guard when you were taken away by Hank. So... do you think I'll let you go easily?"
"Then... what else?"
"You won't get out of the house for a month..." Valentino deliberately paused, and his tone was evil and domineering. "And you won't get out of bed either!"
Jade was speechless.
The plane flew directly to America, which would take a long time. Jade fell asleep in Valentino's arms.
Valentino looked down at her quiet and beautiful face. Her curled eyelashes trembled slightly as if she was dreaming.
At this time, the plane was passing through the clouds. Because of the airflow turbulence, Jade suddenly screamed and opened her eyes.
Valentino looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"