Chapter 142


    Even though it was night, and even though she couldn’t make out the face of her rescuer, she was


    certain It wasn.


    –


    Her eyes were teary. Her throat was raw. Just as she was about to speak, she felt the cold metal of


    a gun pressed against her forehead. A man’s sinister voice crept into her ears. “Take one more


    step, and believe me, I’ll blow her head off!”


    But no sooner had he spoken than a gunshot rang out, and the man’s arm was shot through, blood


    spurting from the wound. The pain made him shiver, and his grip loosened, dropping the gun to the


    ground.


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    Time passed, and the fight finally ended.


    Just as ra tried to remove the jacket from her head,n’s hand stopped her. “Don’t look. You


    don’t want nightmares.”


    He scooped her into his arms and coldly ordered, “Take him back for a good interrogation.”


    ra, shrouded in the jacket, could see nothing. She could only feeln’s rapid heartbeat. and the


    foul smell of blood.


    Her voice trembled with residual nerves. n, are you hurt?”


    “I’m asking you seriously. Can you give me a straight answer?”


    “I’m asking too. Can you face the question?”


    ra yanked off the jacket to findn’s shirt drenched in blood. She touched it, feeling the warm


    blood oozing from him.


    The sight of the blood seeping out made her fingers quiver and a flicker of unmistakable emotion


    cross her eyes. It was brief, butn caught it. He ced ra in the car, gazing into her eyes with a


    husky voice. “ra, you still care about me, don’t you?”


    ra avolded his gaze. “You got hurt saving me. I’d be concerned for anyone.”


    His eyes were intense, as if trying to peer into her soul. ra shifted back. Her demeanor was


    unaffected. “Take off your shirt.”


    n, if you’re not worried about bleeding out, feel free to ignore your wound.”


    Seeing ra back to her fiery self reassured him. He gently tousled her hair. “No need to worry. I’ll


    always be here for you.”


    He said it with earnest. His gaze on ra was now serious. He had truly been scared. When he


    received that call, he couldn’t describe how anxious he felt. He feared for ra’s safety, that she


    might be harmed or bullied.


    He had never felt this way before, and it had thrown him off bnce, made him irrational.


    As ra tended to his wound, she asked in a soft voice, “You came to save me, but what


    about Heidi?”