C39 [he Is a Dog]

"Mr. Russell..." The girl on the bed lowered her head and shrank her shoulders. The word "Mr. Russell" seemed to have used up all her courage. She mustered up her strength and spat it out from her mouth.

Lorian was about to say something when the weak trembling voice interrupted him once again.

"Mr. Russell... You once said that I don't have a beautiful face or a graceful figure