Victor's sharp reprimand made Anna instinctively shiver. His grip on her wrist was so tight that she bit her lip in pain.
Timidly, she asked, "Did I hurt you?"
She had assumed that his legs were completely numb and had only wanted to massage them to ease any muscle stiffness. She never expected such a strong reaction from him, making her wonder if she had pressed too hard.
Victor's piercing gaze locked onto her like a predator eyeing its prey. If she did anything suspicious, he might just crush her wrist.
But as the seconds ticked by, he realized that her eyes held nothing but sincerity. There was no ulterior motive—only genuine concern.
The hostility in Victor's eyes gradually faded. Noticing her furrowed brows from the pain, he finally loosened his grip.
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