Zac nodded. “Well, sorry. I had a court case this morning, so I called Johnny. He… didn’t bully you, did he?”
Recalling what happened, Olivia pretended to be calm and looked away.
She forced a smile. “No.”
Zac knew she was lying, but he did not want to expose her lie, so he did not ask further. He helped her set up the table and put the bowl of porridge on it.
“This porridge is made with chicken soup, which is very nutritious.”
“Thank you.”
Sometimes, she felt like she would have already died countless times if Zac had not saved her again and again.
However, she could not repay him with anything besides her thanks.
Her right hand was covered in red marks from John’s tie, and the cut on her palm looked even more frightening.
Her body was, after all, broken.
Olivia lowered her head to drink the porridge until she finished a bowl. She felt more alive as she handed the bowl to Zac. “Do you have any more of this?”
Zac noticed her appetite and nodded. “I’ll fill your bowl with so
