Chapter 637

"Is everything okay?" Dylan could not help but ask with a stern face, though still concerned. Belle immediately nodded, firm and certain, "Everything's fine! I mean it, nothing's wrong! If something is wrong, I'd cry out in pain. If I needed you to hold me, why would I still be sitting here?" "God, I'm so dumb!" Belle continued, rolling her eyes before dramatically collapsing onto the couch as if stricken with a sudden illness, groaning, "Oh, my foot hurts so bad, Dylan, I need a hug~" Dylan was speechless. Knowing that Belle was fine put Dylan's mind at ease. He stood up, no longer bothering to look at her foot, and with his hands in his pockets, he sat on the adjacent single-seater sofa, watching Belle's performance. Mrs. Goyle brought over some tea, her eyes catching sight of the person lying on the couch feigning illness. She smiled, said nothing, placed the tea down, and left. Dylan was in no hurry either. He picked up theteacupp, took a sip, and then casually asked, "Why d