Ethan led Janet into the elevator.

She kept her head down and her hands were clasped tightly together. She was still trembling. Her breathing was also faster than normal.

All of a sudden, Ethan lifted the black cap he put on her head.

Janet looked up in a panic. Warm tears had already welled in her eyes. Her long lashes were wet and shiny. This made her look pitiful and beautiful at the same time.

"Are you hurt?" A faint gleam of pity flickered in his eyes as he checked her body.

He pinched her cheeks and stared at them for a while. Next, he reached down to lift her clothes with the intention of checking her waist.