Without warning, Nora lost her balance and fell onto him, her chin knocking against his shoulder. The sudden impact left her momentarily dazed with pain.
When she regained her senses, Pedro Langley's hand stretched from behind her waist, resting securely on her shoulder to steady her.
"Looking to die?"
She shot him a fierce glare, her expression tense with anger, her tone hostile.
Pedro glanced down at her, surprisingly patient, his voice gentle, "Let me help you back."
"I can walk."
"I just fear you'll trip at my doorstep and block the way."
"…"
Nora was so exasperated by him that her brows twitched.
But, with sharp pains tearing through her abdomen and feeling unwell all over, she really did not have the energy to argue with Pedro Langley.
She managed to walk two steps before stopping, pushing away the hand resting on her waist and retreating half a step.
