The next day, there was a morning meeting in which everyone reported the updates on their recent work.

“Estelle, what’s wrong with your mouth?”

Estelle, who was in a daze, wrenched her mind back to the present when hearing the voice.

Not until then did she realize that the morning meeting had been over. All the other staff had left, and only Tim and her were left in the meeting room.

Staring at her lips, Tim frowned and said, “Your mouth is grazed. Are you okay?”

Hearing this, ...