Adrian Quincy held her small hand and said in a low voice, "It's not serious. Damian didn't hit any vital spots."
Hearing Damian's name, Claire Sinclair's body trembled uncontrollably. "You were shot??"
Adrian Quincy nodded slightly. "This is a critical time, so there will certainly be danger. But I won't let anything happen to me. For our future, I'll tether my life to yours. As long as you still need me, I will never fall."
What a sweet promise. Although Claire Sinclair was touched, she felt more heartache than anything. She gently rested her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arms around him but still afraid to touch his injured spot.
"Adrian, I love you. Please don't get hurt again, okay?"
"Okay." A faint smile touched Adrian Quincy's lips, and a sweet feeling blossomed in his heart.
This was the first time she had said those three words to him. He suddenly felt like he had the whole world.
