[A/N: The last two chapters were entirely in the present tense. I was quite sleepy and didn't notice, but I have manually fixed them for now. There might still be some mistakes left.
From here on, I will be extra careful with it!
Thank you for your support!]
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Josephine managed a shaky nod, her mind racing. "Y-Yeah..." she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. Her thoughts were a whirlwind. 'Is this really happening? Who is this man?' she wondered, her heart still pounding in her chest, echoing the chaos that had just taken place.
Wang Xiao, ever the embodiment of composure, moved towards Aisha. He lifted her effortlessly, as though she weighed nothing, mounting her over his shoulder with practiced ease.
The sight was startling yet strangely reassuring.
'He's strong, capable...' Josephine thought, her mind trying to reconcile the violent savior with the gentle way he handled Aisha.
