Chapter 418: Here I Am
Thinking in that way, Jamie lightens up a little. She is looking around as a vase on the windowsill above
her is about to fall.
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“It seems Wendy made a mistake.” Jamie sighed in relief as she doesn’t find any traces of Dan.
Since Dan isn’t here, she’s going to leave for her home.
When Jamie is about to make a step, therees a screech, “Watch out!”
Jamie turns around and finds Dan is walking toward her from the oppositewn, with a sexy
fashionable woman. Jamie can see shock fleeting across Dan’s gorgeous cool face as he darts to her.
He is as fast as a cheetah as his files in his hands are thrown away.
The woman left behind by Dan is startled and stares at the files with widen eyes, then she finds Dan
hug Jamie in his arms, rolling back toward thewn, just a second before a vase falls and crushes
down on the ground where Jamie stood at.
Deeply moved by the scene, the fashionable woman is flipped for a split second. Were Dan a single
man, she’d like to marry him now.
Dan holds Jamie tight in his arms, so Jamie curls up in his hug and remains intact under his protection.
Even a trace of grass can’t be seen on Jamie’s body.
Still, Jamie is shocked by what happened.
The vase just fell to where she stood.
“How are you feeling? Are you hurt? Is baby okay?” Dan checks over her body first to assure she isn’t
hurt, then he asks her about the baby.
Jamie looks pale with fright, even her lips are colorless. As frightened as she is, her baby in her body is
safe.
Clenching Dan’s cor tight, Jamie shakes her head.
After assuring her safety, Dan stands up with Jamie in his arms. With his cold eyes, Dan grimly orders
a waiter beside him, “Call your manager here.”
The waiter instantly ran away to find the manager.
Dan’s eyes shift to Jamie, whose face is creepily pale with fright. He gently pats her on her back to
soothe her.
Then he nces at the rooms upstairs from which the vase fell down.
The windowsill is a dangerous ce for a brittle vase. Obviously, someone took the liberty to move the
vase owned by the hotel and purposely ced it on the sill.
Soon therees the manager. Taking in all the mess on the ground, he makes his way to Dan and
looks at Dan tteringly. “Boss Dan, what a great honor to have you here!”
Dan looks at him grimly. “Cut the crap. I want to know who books that room. If you can’t make it, a
lawyer’s letter will be thest thing you see.”
Scared to death, the manager hastily answers, “Of course we will do you justice. I’ll let them investigate
the ident right away. You have my words.”
Dan shifts his eyes to the sexy fashionable woman and orders, “Linda, stay here to watch over for me.
And carry out the project as we have nned.”
“Yes, sir.” Linda nods and watches Dan hug his wife walking away. A fleeting of Jealousy hides behind
her eyes.
It must be a bless from God that Jamie Moore can marry such a thoughtful and powerful husband.
Jamie bes conscious and tugs at Dan’s clothes, weakly saying, “Put me down.”
“Don’t y tough.” Dan frets over her. Although she’s not hurt, he is scared to death.
If he didn’t find her there. If he didn’t notice the falling vase. If he was too slow to pull her aside.
Every time he thinks of the falling vase crushing Jamie’s head, Dan speeds up his heartbeat as if he’s
in his nightmare.
He even doesn’t notice there are sweats in his palms.
He can never bear to see some ident happens to Jamie in front of his eyes, not to mention Jamie
falls down on the ground.
Dan presses his lips together hard, a dash of violent frenzy umting in his eyes, while his cuddle
remains warm and gentle, which istes Jamie from his horrible mood.
After confirming Jamie’s physical condition, Dan puts her down. Once Jamie stands on the ground, she
finds her legs are too soft to support her body, and she has to lean against Dan’s hug, breathing
heavily.
Jamie is so terrified as she knows she won’t survive if the vase crushes her head.
The very narrow scape makes her heart trembling, her lips colorless. Every time she closes her eyes,
she can’t help but to picture it in her mind.
The haunting horror overshadows the survival joy.
“My dear Dan…” Jamie sobs and buries herself into his hug, tears trickling, voice trembling.
“Here I am. Here I am.” Dan gently pats her on her back to soothe her, holding her tighter.
He can sense she is terrified, and so is he, even worse.
Although Jamie is intact in his arms, his thumping heart and deadly fear are still there.
They stand in front of the hotel entrance and hug each other as intently as if nothing can ever separate
them apart.
Feeling Jamie’s fear and angst, Dan relentlessly soothes her, and finally calms her down.
After all, Jamie has escaped from death for several times, from deep sea to snowy wilderness.
Comparing to those desperate and deadly situations, the falling vase just a momentary scare.
“Let’s go home.” Jamie sounds gentle with a bit snuffle. She finds she is too weak to walk when she
comes out of Dan’s hug.
Dan quickly holds her body and peeks over at the man looking over at them. Dan squints to the man to
tip him off, then he says gently to Jamie, “Okay, let’s go.”
Dan holds her tight in his arms and walks toward the parking lot.
When they get to the manor, Dan’s parents have left. The vi swells with silence. All the rooms are in
dark except the living room.
Dan gets off the car with Jamie in his hug and goes upstairs. He carefully makes his steps light in case
Bunny is awakened as he has to get up early for school.
After turning on the heater, Dan steps into the bathroom to fill the tub with warm water and informs
Jamie, “The water is prepared. Come and have a bath.”
Jamie nods with her pale face, grabbing her pajama in Dan’s hands, and moves slowly into the
bathroom.
“Call me if you need help. I’ll be here waiting.” Dan intently gazes at her.
Jamie shrugs her shoulders with blushing and instantly closes the bathroom door.