Chapter 516

Before Joanne could even make it to the door, Wayne, who was behind her, lost his grip on the table and collapsed onto the carpet. Though the whole room was covered in soft cashmere carpet, and falling onto it didn't hurt or feel cold, Wayne was a big guy. What if anything went wrong with him? They were at the Newman Manor. There would be no way for Joanne to explain herself. "Oh fuck. A-Are you okay?" Joanne hesitated at the door. All she had to do was open the door, and she could rush out of the bedroom for help. But Wayne was lying motionless on the carpet, not saying anything. Joanne really feared he'd passed out from the fall. Then she thought, if he really did pass out, she'd be safe, right? Caught in a mental tug-of-war, Joanne called out to him again at the door. "Wayne? Mr. Newman?" What? He didn't respond to "Mr. Newman" either. Was he really knocked out cold? That thought scared her. Being the kind-hearted person she was, Joanne couldn't just leave him lying there. Sh