But I didn't have time to panic. Next door, Nicholas shouted, "Arthur, what's wrong with you?"
I gritted my teeth, imitating Arthur's voice. Whether it sounded like him or not, I groaned in pain. "Damn it, didn't see the ground clearly, tripped over a brick!"
The sound of a person in pain was different from the usual voice. I tiptoed a glance. At this moment, Nicholas, in a joyful mood, his face flushed with excitement, didn't think much. "Oh, be careful!"
He had no intention of coming over to help.
Now was the perfect opportunity!
I picked up the brick from the ground, waiting for the right moment.
"Ah... Nicholas, please don't. Don't tear my clothes!"
Little did she know, a woman's plea was the best catalyst, further igniting the beast within Nicholas.
With a sharp rip, the white t-shirt was instantly torn open, revealing a pink bra and fair skin underneath.
Nicholas swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "Lillian, you're so beautiful. I... I'm coming!"
