"It's nothing. I'm fine. I'm not in pain. I'm fine." Mila said, smiling.

Marcus glared at Mila fiercely, and he bent over as he wanted to carry her up. However, just as he was about to touch her, he realized that he was not wearing anything. He immediately straightened his back and raised his hand angrily to pound on the door. "Jerk! Bastard! Marcus, you're a jerk, bastard, and a son of bitch!"

His hand was bleeding from pounding at the door.

"Don't. Don't harm yourself like that, Marcus. Don