"You're not allowed to go there."
She was about to close the door after she finished speaking.
"Wait, oh no..."
Orlando jammed his fingers in the door. His face was twisted in pain and his forehead was instantly covered in a cold sweat.
"Are you stupid? How dare you block it with your hands?"
How painful would it be?
Orlando held his painful right hand and felt a little upset. "In any case, my hand is injured. Can't you listen to me? Although we have signed an agreement, I should have human rights which you can't take away. So don't you think..."
"Be brief." Viola interrupted him.
"I want to go back to Vist Villa."
He answered without hesitation and frowned slightly.
In the past, with this expression, Orlando gave off a powerful vibe.