Chapter 687: Nelson's Anger

"Maybe it was a mosquito bite." Nelson's gaze lingered on her neck for three seconds before he stood up. Callie watched his back, feeling a pang of anxiety, fearing he might have discovered something. But the man simply found a medical kit, rummaged through it, and took out a tube of ointment. Callie lowered her head as he squeezed out a bit and gently applied it to her neck with his fingertip. "Is the studio matter settled?" There was nothing to settle. She let him apply the ointment. "It's done." "I was planning to spend the afternoon with you." While applying the ointment, Nelson suddenly noticed a section of her long black hair was broken, as if someone had pulled it. His anger surged momentarily. Callie treasured her long hair more than anything else. She always insisted on using the best shampoo and conditioner. Over time, Nelson also grew to appreciate her long hair, but now, someone had pulled and broken it. "No need, I can handle it myself." Callie didn't notice his cha