Upon hearing the seductive and sharp shout from the room inside, Winona Wallace's figure slightly paused, her right eyelid twitching twice unnaturally.
She didn't have time to retract her motion of leaning towards David Redington, as she was startled by the voice coming from inside.
Winona's foot slipped, unable to steady herself, and her center of gravity tipped to the other side.
"Mm... it hurts..."
Originally only pretending to have twisted her ankle, Winona felt her left ankle twist outward, and it turned out to be a real ankle sprain.
She groaned in pain, and the next moment, tears filled her eyes due to the physiological pain.
"Oh dear, Winona, are you okay..."
"Oh no, how did you twist your ankle... it's all swollen, swollen so high, quickly get back to the room and call the doctor to take a look..."
Director Henson and the editor, who were already outside the room, missed the coquettish shout that came from inside.
