Her face was excessively pale, even cold sweat was seeping from her forehead. Philip Shaw furrowed his brow tightly and hugged her, asking, "Should I take you to a hospital?"
She really looked as if she had a sudden illness.
Aldana Candi's eyes darted around uneasily; she didn't even dare to look back, afraid of seeing those two men wearing fox and leopard masks.
She clutched Philip Shaw's collar and buried her face in his embrace, sounding somewhat weak as she said, "I'm really fine, just let me go back to the room to rest for a bit."
Philip Shaw lifted his head and scanned the corridor behind them, but didn't find any suspicious traces. He then looked down at Aldana Candi, whose lips were trembling slightly, and without saying anything, directly carried her towards the elevator.
Aldana Candi appeared ill, yet from her slightly rapid breathing and trembling fingers, it was apparent she was in fear.
Fearful of what?
