This reply stunned Hela. It wasn't the messy, evasive excuse she had imagined, but a sincere response, even carrying a hint of apology.
"You're injured? Is it serious?"
After sending it, Hela herself froze.
Shouldn't she be asking about Kai's matter, inquiring what kind of information it was? Why was her first concern that bastard's safety?
Wouldn't it be better if he died? At least if she lost this competition, she could let it go, and she wouldn't have to suffer his threats anymore in the future.
"It's fine, just a surface wound."
"Let me prepare over the next couple of days. I'll help you settle these troublesome matters first!"
"I know you're decisive, a pragmatic person who weighs pros and cons. You don't mind sleeping with me after considering the benefits."
"That's your business. I want you as my bitch to fuck comfortably, that's my own desire. But first and foremost, I won't let you suffer any grievances."
