Chapter 268 Mom, what's wrong?

After calming herself by the bedside, Betty prepared to lie down for some rest.

It was then she remembered her door was unlocked.

She stared at the door, hesitating for a long while.

Finally, she walked over, her hand gripping the doorknob tightly.

As she locked the door, her jaw clenched as if she had made a significant decision.

She didn't want to hurt Michael's pride again, but for absolute safety, she felt she had no choice.

The act of locking the door seemed more fraught than ever before, as if she was guarding not just against Michael, but also against herself.

The moment the door clicked shut, Michael, who had been tidying up the room, froze.

His body stiffened, and though his mouth was closed, his cheeks twitched visibly, a sign he was gritting his teeth.

Betty's repeated actions were a blow to his self-esteem, akin to a man who confesses his love to his beloved, only to be mercilessly rejected time and again.