Chapter 516

On the screen, Angela appeared calm and composed, as if she didn’t care about the wound. What was she doing? Richard waited impatiently for her to fetch the first aid kit, but even after five or six minutes, she hadn’t moved. Did she not know where it was? In truth, Angela wasn’t refusing to act—she simply didn’t care. The real pain wasn’t in her knee, but in her heart. The wound only reminded her of the time Richard had placed his hand over it to stop the bleeding and carefully bandaged it. Lost in those memories, she just sat there silently. Was she really going to ignore the wound like this? Her knee had such a deep gash, and yet she remained so absent-minded? Richard let out a sharp breath in frustration. Finally, he pressed a few keys, and his deep voice rang out from the screen: “The first aid kit is in the cabinet. Go get it.” Angela, sitting in her room, suddenly jolted as if she had truly heard Richard’s voice. She was so deeply lost in thought that she wondered if she had ima