"Madam, watch out!" Sean Morgan exclaid in surprise, just as he was about to reach out to shield Sumr Shawcross, the ashtray had already hit her knee.
She took a deep breath, tears welled up instantly, yet she made no sound because Sean had instructed her to remain silent when they ca.
"Get out!" A furious voice resounded in the bedroom.
When she heard that voice, Sumr’s heart tightened; it was Noah Drexler’s voice...
Her heart surged with excitent as she frantically searched for his figure following the sound...
Ultimately, amidst the chaos of the room, she found the familiar silhouette.
On the carpet in front of the sofa, a man was leaning against it. She didn’t have ti to see his expression clearly, nor did she have ti to see his condition at that mont, but her heart was filled with joy, and she hurriedly ran toward him.
"Madam!" Sean’s nervous voice rang out, but it was already too late.
Sumr ran over, directly lunging and hugging the man’s waist, resting her head against him.
However, just as she hugged him, the man seed to be provoked, his body stiffened, and the furious, uncontrolled voice erupted once more.
"Get out!"
She was taken aback, only then realizing sothing was off about him.
"Madam, it’s dangerous, co back quickly, the boss can’t control himself now," Sean’s anxious voice followed.
When a person is in extre pain, they can’t control their actions.
"Noah Drexler, it’s ... I’m Sumr Shawcross!" Her heart was in a panic, and she hurriedly spoke up.
As her voice fell, the man’s body gave a fierce shudder...
The next second, his eyes turned icy.
"Sumr Shawcross, get out!" His voice was extrely cold and harsh.
She can’t stay here!
He might hurt her!
Upon seeing this, Sumr also sensed sothing wrong with him, slowly raising her head from his embrace and began to stare at him.
He was still wearing the shirt he wore the night he saved her, with bloodstains identical to that ti.
Startled, she quickly lowered her head to look at his wrist, wanting to check for any injuries on it... However, upon lowering her head, what caught her eye was a... chain...
In shock, just as she was about to look more closely, the man suddenly extended his other hand, pressing her tightly against his chest.
"Don’t look, Sumr Shawcross!" His voice, slightly hoarse, abruptly rang out.
He didn’t want her to see him in such a pitiful state!
Sumr froze.
...
——Bang!
...
A sharp, clear sound, like sothing smashing against an object and breaking, followed quickly, and the bedroom lights suddenly went out, plunging into darkness.
Sumr’s vision turned black; she couldn’t see anything, only then did she suddenly realize, he had smashed the lights.
Her face was pressed against his chest, he was burning hot...
She could clearly hear his chaotic and powerful heartbeat at her ear.
Only then did she rember, the mont she saw him just now, her heart ached.
In just a few days, he seed to have lost a lot of weight, and then there was that chain she saw just now...
Thinking of these, Sumr’s throat turned bitter, her heart ached as if it was being twisted.
She could feel him enduring sothing extrely, but she could still sense his breathing, uneven and erratically rising and falling...
He was in pain!
She could feel his pain at this mont!
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