Nicole didn't reply, her gaze swept over the long arm under her head, her throat feeling somewhat parched.
And around her waist, beneath her back, was also a wide palm separating her from the cobblestone path, protecting her from harm...
An unspeakable complexity surged together in her heart.
Surprise, bitterness, confusion, and more mingled with throbbing emotions...
In the critical moment, he shielded her again, yet when she looked at him, his expression was calm as he softly asked if she was okay.
She was fine, unharmed under his protection, yet the lump in her throat made it impossible for her to ask him, "Are you okay?"
Countless unspoken emotions, in the end, Nicole only managed a hoarse whisper, "Jose Floyd..."
Why?
Why does he always protect her at every crucial moment?
People say that a person's instinctive reaction in danger is the truest reflection of their heart, and at every dangerous moment, he would always unhesitatingly choose to protect her...
