When they reached a less crowded area, the Young Master stopped walking, turned his head to the side, and said without looking at Hannah Garcia, "Aren't you going to let go?"
Only then did Hannah Garcia realize, instinctively breaking into her most charming signature smile, "God, we meet again, and once more it's you who saved me. We really must be fated!"
"Have we met before?" the Young Master responded coldly.
The heroic image he portrayed when rescuing the damsel in distress was entirely at odds with the indifferent Young Master at the moment.
Why did her God always ask such questions?
He had already saved her three times, okay!
So, Hannah Garcia prepared to patiently and smilingly explain their three encounters and the fate between them.
But before she could get far, the Young Master interrupted, "I get it, since you're fine now, you can leave."
"How can I do that? You saved me, and I need to thank you; I can't just leave!" Hannah Garcia still wore her beautiful smile.
