"Don't worry, I'm fine." Julia Bluen stepped forward and righted the brand-new bicycle. Passersby cast them glances that were a mixture of worry and amusement.
"We're fine," Julia Bluen said, seeing through the passersby's thoughts and smiling at them warmly. Her sweet, radiant smile nearly captivated the passing male tourists. However, after receiving Glades Horne's icy, sharp glare, they quickly averted their eyes from Julia Bluen. This Eastern-looking man's gaze is terrifying, enough to kill, they thought.
"Are you sure you didn't hurt yourself?" Glades Horne insistently checked her all over for injuries. He didn't see any, but he was still worried.
"Haven't you checked? If you don't believe my words, at least believe your own eyes," Julia Bluen said with a resigned laugh. Sometimes, when a man cares too much, it can also put a certain amount of pressure on you.
