It was Elliot who had almost choked him to death, and it was also Elliot who bullied his mother. Shea had never done anything to harm them.

Mike came back with his laptop. He greeted Shea with a smile when he saw her, "Hi, Shea!"

Shea felt slightly awkward as she looked at Mike.

Mike smiled gently at her. "Are you here alone?"

"My brother will be here later," she said.

"Oh. How's your wound recovering?" Does your head still hurt?" Mike studied her beautiful wig and reached out to touch it.

Shea shook her head. "It doesn't hurt as long as I don't touch it."

Mike leaned toward her before parting his hair to show her the wound on his head. "See, we have matching wounds."

Shea was taken by surprise at first, but soon, she nodded with a smile. "Is there something wrong with your head as well?"

"Yeah! But I'm better now, so you should work hard to recover as well!"

"Yep! I have something important to do once I recover!"

"Oh? What's that?"

Shea froze, and she immediately ran back