The man had a cold demeanor, striding over aggressively, which startled Summer Shawcross, making her sense something was amiss...
Oh no, could this man be planning to strangle her!
The bodyguard beside her saw Noah Drexler coming and urgently sought help.
"Boss, you’re just in time, madam... she doesn’t want to get the injection..."
By this time, Noah Drexler had already reached the bedside, ignoring the bodyguard, staring darkly at the pale-faced woman on the bed.
Summer felt a chill from his gaze, instinctively shifting her eyes away, avoiding eye contact with him.
If looks could kill, she thought she would surely have died a miserable death...
"Everyone, out!" A cold voice suddenly rang out.
As soon as Noah Drexler’s words fell, the doctors and bodyguards in the room exchanged glances, then silently left the room within seconds.
Sean Morgan was the last to leave, carefully closing the door behind him.
Inside the hospital room, a deathly silence settled.
Summer’s heart trembled, keeping her head down, not daring to look at Noah Drexler. Just as she was about to apologize to him...
A pair of long arms suddenly embraced her, pulling her into a firm, warm embrace before she realized what was happening, holding her tightly.
She was startled, her face forced against his chest, where she could hear a strong but irregular heartbeat.
She was stunned...
"Don’t do such foolish things again!" His low voice rang out above her head, domineering and leaving no room for refusal!
The hands on her back and the back of her head held her tightly, showing no intention of letting go.
...
Summer was taken aback, holding her breath...
His heartbeat and this authoritative command... were because he was nervous for her?
She had thought he would punish her, but what she received was his domineering embrace.
At this moment, she seemed to see beneath this man’s tall and cold exterior, a place inside him that was vulnerable and hidden.
Was he... afraid...
The last time she saw him like this was when she was lying in the mud, covered in blood.
He had collapsed in front of her as if he had gone mad...
Thinking of this, Summer felt a sudden pain in her heart, unable to resist reaching out to hold his back.
"I’m sorry... at that time... I just wanted to save someone..." she said softly, her voice full of guilt.
Zeke Sawyer had fallen so suddenly; she couldn’t afford to waste time, so she had to jump in braving it. Later, when her leg cramped and her knee got bruised in the water, it was something she hadn’t expected...
After her words were spoken, the hand Noah Drexler had on her waist suddenly tightened.
Her waist was tightly gripped, causing some pain, and Summer couldn’t help but gasp in pain. Just as she was about to complain, his cold voice sounded in her ear, catching her off guard...
"Who is he?"
His sudden question left Summer stunned. She instinctively wanted to say Zeke Sawyer’s name, but knowing Noah wasn’t interested in the entertainment world, she phrased it another way.
"He’s... he’s a singer..."
A singer?
Hearing her words, Noah’s eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"Are you very familiar with him?" His voice carried inexplicable anger.
Familiar enough that she risked her life to save that man?