Chapter 291 It's All His Fault

After taking a shower and putting on clothes, Hearst carried her out of the bathroom. "Are you going to work now?" Anaya nestled in his arms. Her voice was a little hoarse, probably because she had screamed so hard just now. "I'll take some rest first." She had no strength. She did not want to move at all. Hearst put her on the sofa and went into the locker room to pick up her coat. The coat she was wearing just now was too wrinkled to be worn. Anaya was in a thin long-sleeved shirt at this time. Hearst took out a sweater and a coat. He casually sat down on the sofa opposite her. Anaya lay on the sofa, raised her foot, and kicked his waist. "Stay away from me." She didn't want to see him at all now. She was in pain all over. It was all his fault. Hearst grabbed the ankles of her feet, put them together, and raised them up.