Chapter 267

I lay on the floor, struggling to catch my breath as Miley approached. She bent down, picked up the fallen water bottle, twisted the cap open, and held it to me. "Can you drink on your own?" My gaze was icy as I stared at her. "I'm not thirsty." She raised a brow, amused by my response. "You're not thirsty? Why go through all that trouble just to knock the bottle over?" As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly and noticed the small red droplets on the floor. Why was there blood? Her eyes followed the faint trail of crimson until they landed on me. "What's this? A desperate suicide attempt to escape humiliation?" I lowered my gaze and said nothing. Seeing me remain silent, she chuckled, lips curling into a smirk. "Not bad. You've got a backbone. Joshua, I have to say, I'm liking you more and more." With that, she placed a whip onto the table and stepped toward me. She barely took two steps when I snapped, "Stay back!" Miley stopped in her tracks, her eyes gleaming with amu