Chapter 671

"What happened to your voice, Ms. Nancy?" Jonah was also shocked by my voice. His concern was palpable. "Are you sick? Can you open the door? If not, I'll have to get the management to open it." He was insistent about calling for the management, but they didn't have my keys. Their method involved breaking the lock, which I was reluctant to pay for. I quickly stopped him. "I'm fine. I can get up. Don't call the management." After five minutes of struggling, I finally managed to get out of bed, put on some clothes, and limped to the door. My legs ached with every step. Jonah was already waiting anxiously. He supported my shoulders with a concerned frown. His usually smiling eyes were now filled with worry. "You look awful, Ms. Nancy. Are you coming down with a cold?" He placed his hand on my forehead to check for a fever, then let out a sigh of relief. "At least you're not running a fever." He ushered me inside and shut the door. "You're wearing such thin pajamas. It's windy ou