Chapter 58 Fifty Seven

• “Have you woken up now?” I straightened my sitting position. He looked outside, opened the door, and got out.
• He grabbed the door. “I want to sleep now, come down,” he said, massaging his right temple. His eyes were droopy, and his face was haggard, but it did not make him ugly. But if I were the one who was like that, I just don’t know.
• This is not my parents’ house,” I replied without getting down from the car.