Chapter 122 What Do You Call Me?

• “I’m not sneaking out,” I say right away, matching his glare with one of my own. After all this time, Archer should know better than to doubt me. It irritates me to no end that I can never seem to earn his trust, no matter what I do. “I’m just jogging.”
• “You are training,” he says. His glare hasn’t changed. There’s still deep-rooted suspicion in his eyes.
• “I’m jogging,” I say. Maybe I am training, but I’m not about to admit it. “I want to be in good shape again.”