Unable to dodge in her high heels, Adelyn braced for impact, expecting to hit the ground. But the anticipated pain never came! Instead, she fell into a sturdy, warm embrace, enveloped by a familiar scent of sandalwood. A silver cross pressed tightly against Adelyn's chest. Then, a deep, gentle voice whispered in her ear, "Are you okay?" Adelyn subconsciously nodded. "I'm fine." Then, she realized how intimate they seemed. He was almost holding her in his arms while she leaned against his chest, and she could even hear his steady heartbeat. As Adelyn looked up, she locked onto a pair of ocean-blue eyes. It was Trent. "You caused this! b***h! You hurt Brooke!!" The big man who had pushed Adelyn charged towards her again, only to be swiftly kicked away by Trent! Trent looked coldly

