Listening to the man's voice, Summer Shawcross paused.
She felt sad, but... didn't really know why, she simply couldn't cry.
Thinking about it, she let out a gentle sigh and then slowly closed her eyes, resting all her weight onto the man.
Yet the man's arms held her tightly, as if... if he let go, she would disappear.
Only at moments like this, holding her tightly in his arms, feeling her heartbeat, her breath... everything about her being alive!
"I'm fine, Noah Drexler..."
After a long while, her soft voice finally sounded.
She was just emotionally overwhelmed, unable to accept that the brother she saved had such an incident right before her eyes.
She thought that after some time, she would recover.
Even after she finished speaking, Noah Drexler still did not release her, his handsome face remained tense, not improving just because she said she was fine.
Just then, a knock on the door interrupted the silence in the bedroom.
