"Not much!" Nancy didn't want anyone to see her vulnerable side, so she immediately turned her head and deliberately used her hair to cover up.
"It's swollen, but it's nothing!" Keith carefully held her chin, pushed aside her hair, and observed with great concern. His eyes were filled with compassion.
Who could have imagined that in just a few days, the once fiery and hot-tempered girl had become this pitiful figure?
"Who did this to you?" The man's eyebrows furrowed in anger, as if his most cherished toy had been broken, and he had the intention of tearing the culprit to pieces.
"No one. I accidentally bumped into something." Nancy moved away from the man's hand and turned her back.
Like Shirley, she was a strong-willed woman. Even if she was covered in injuries, she still wanted to show an indifferent appearance.
Keith couldn't be easily fooled. He held Nancy's hand and said in a deep voice, "We're going back."