Walter Schmidt's spine stiffened, and he stared at the woman's pale little face, his anger on his face slightly subsided.
Then, he let out a low sigh and suddenly bent down to lift her up in a horizontal carry.
"Walter..." Emily Stone widened her eyes, her complexion changing again and again, becoming stiff all over when she realized she was in the man's arms.
She didn't dare to move, looking up at the man's resolute and perfect jaw, holding her breath.
She could never have dreamed that one day he would hold her! Never had she thought it!
Feeling the woman's body as stiff as stone, Walter lowered his head, his handsome face slightly taut with complex emotions. He dropped his gaze, his eyes brimming with many inscrutable feelings.
"Emily Stone, what should I do with you..." The man's voice was somewhat hoarse. After he uttered those words, he carried her with measured steps towards the Villa House.
