Chapter 1385 Her hair Jonny was getting impatient. âI told you, Iâm injured and itâs inconvenient for me. Thatâs why I asked Nick for help!â
Amelia nodded like a pecking chicken. âThen let him help you first, we can come back later.â
âNo!â
Jonny stepped forward and stopped Amelia. âIâm into girls, donât get any ideas.â
After saying that, he frowned again. Why did he have to explain so much? His sexual orientation was none of her business.
Amelia thought the same. âYour sexual orientation has nothing to do with me. I wonât get any ideas, so donât worry!â
Jonny decided not to explain further. âDo whatever you want.â
Amelia didnât reply, she just raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly. Seeing that smile, Jonnyâs heart skipped a beat, then started pounding.
He was confused. He raised his hand and pressed it against his chest. After a moment, his heartbeat returned to normal, so he didnât think much of it.
âWhat do you want from me?â
After asking, Jonny seemed to remember something and quickly walked into the hospital room. âWait outside, Iâll be right out.â
He went to the bathroom to change his pants before coming out. He looked irritated, but not as cold and hostile as before.
He seemed easier to get along with.
âCome in.â
After sitting down on the couch, he tilted his chin at the two of them. His movements still carried arrogance. Amelia didnât pay much attention to it and pulled Edith to stand in front of him.
âJonny, we came to talk to you about Paul.â
As Amelia said this, she took a step closer to Jonny. Outside the window, a gentle breeze blew, lifting her waist-length wavy hair. As the strands brushed against Jonnyâs face, it felt like an itch, scratching his heart and causing him to instinctively tilt his head back.
âStay away from me!â
Amelia was taken aback. She wasnât even standing that close, right?
But Jonny felt like she was too close, close enough to disturb his thoughts.
Seeing his unpleasant expression, Amelia assumed he just had a bad temper. She took a few steps back to create more distance.
Even though she was far away, Jonny still felt irritated. It was as if those few strands of hair brushing against his cheek were constantly touching his heart, making him feel annoyed.
But he couldnât just punch her because her hair accidentally brushed against his face, could he?