I braced myself with a deep breath and walked to him. We entered the bathroom together.
As he stood there, I lowered my head slightly and reached out to unbuckle his belt Subconsicouly I bit my lip while unbuttoning his pants and lowering his zipper.
Suddenly, he grabbed y hand, stopping me from doing more, suddenly held my hand, and his deep voice was slightly hoarse. "Okay, I'll do it by myself!"
I relaxed and left him to it.
His mobile phone on the bed rang. Looking down at the caller ID, I didn't pick it up. It was Andrea, she was probably calling to check on Hendrix's injury.
However, the phone kept ringing, and Hendrix was still in the bathroom. Probably because he heard the phone ringing, he called out, "You answer it!"
I pursed my lips and thought for a moment, and reluctantly answered the call. Before I could say anything, an anxious cry came from the other end, "Hendrix, are you okay? Sorry, I really didn't mean it. I didn't want to lose my temper, and I didn't want you to get hurt. I would rather get hurt than let you
get hurt. I promise this is the last time. I will listen to you in the future and never mess around again."
So Hendrix was injured because of Andrea?
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