
“At least treat your wound, don't just bandage it carelessly.” Aberto looked at Rehan's back who was standing from the doorway.
Rehan did not seem to care about Aberto's words. Although he knew that Aberto was worried about him, but the injury he got was not as bad as his sister. Without looking back, he bandaged the wound on his palm.
“You're chatty yeah,” murmur Rehan suddenly.
Two pupils rounded Alberto's eyes, staring at the figure of a man in a leather jacket breaking into me...