Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

"The eighteenth floor. I'm finally here." Looking at the number eighteen on the wall, Michelle sat on the stairs, out of breath. Her face was red, and sweat dripped down her cheeks.

She felt hot all over her body and wore a high necked sweater. She felt sticky all over her body, especially her back because her undershirt might have been wet with sweat.

She didn't like exercising, let alone lack of exercise.

Her two legs were sore and painful, so she could only gently massage them with her hands.

Michelle murmured that she was so tired.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and found it was Randi.

Michelle was confused, 'Didn't she say that she wouldn't come upstairs?

Why is she here?

Besides, the elevator was broken. How did she come up? She could only go up the stairs behind me.'

Michelle blinked and asked her blankly, "How did you come up?"

"Take the elevator. It's just repaired. Hurry up, everyone is waiting for you." Seeing her sweating, Randi didn't show much expression and urged.

Michelle stood up, but she was still not suspicious. Instead, she said happily, "The elevator is repaired. That's great. I thought I would take the stairs when I go back."

Hearing her words, Randi couldn't help frowning. She stopped and stared at Michelle for a whi

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else.

Randi came over, took a look at it and said, "It's not bleeding. It shouldn't be serious."

Of course. It was obvious that she didn't feel pain when she didn't get hurt.

Michelle was so painful that she didn't dare to move. It was okay for her to keep a posture, but there was a faint pain.

When she moved a little, she felt pain and cold sweat all over her body, which was something that no one else could feel.

The general manager must put the interests of the whole group above everything else. She stood out and said, "If it's not serious, you can take the photos first. After that, you can go to the hospital."

"Are you okay?" Valerie asked.

Everyone was waiting for Michelle's answer. If she said she was going to the hospital, then everyone's work would be in vain today.

Michelle didn't want to waste everyone's time, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Let's do it first. I am not flexible enough, it will probably take us more time."

What Valerie wanted was to waste time and delay her to go to the hospital, so she smiled gently.

"It doesn't matter. We will cooperate with you. Not only we want to shoot fast, but also we want to shoot well."

"Okay." Michelle nodded.

So she dragged her injured legs and began to shoot.

Every step she walked, she felt a sharp pain.