Even though he said so, the pain between his brows and eyes did not lessen in the slightest.
Yan Xiaye looked at him, puzzled, then suddenly remembered her current identity and asked with concern, "Adam, let me see."
"No, it's fine."
Adam shook his head, abandoning the action of picking up the cup, forcing himself to act as if nothing had happened.
This behavior was glaringly suspicious in the eyes of the noble lady.
A myriad of possible scenarios flashed through her mind, finally settling on Cain, causing her to lose her composure. Ignoring Jeffrey's attitude, she straightforwardly said, "Adam, let me see your wrist."
If there were any scars from a fight there, then...
Adam was momentarily stunned, as if he didn't understand why the noble lady insisted on getting to the bottom of it.
However, since Jeffrey did not oppose, he considerately glanced at Yan Xiaye again, and said softly, "It's just a small accident, no need to worry."
