Damien stared at Aurora’s feet, his thoughts racing.
Those scars seemed relatively old.
So maybe she got it when she was caught by those rogues?
Yes, that must be it…
Damien’s line of thinking was interrupted by Chloe’s wailing the next second.
“W—Why are you all pressuring me? I can’t take this kind of humiliation anymore…Damien, say something! Tell them to leave me alone!” Chloe shook Damien’s arm and sobbed.
Damien took a deep breath and looked back at her.
“You clearly aren’t feeling well,” Damien said coolly and stood up. “You should head back to the hotel.”
Chloe bit her lips with tears forming in here eyes, “But…but how? I twisted my ankle earlier and was almost drown to death just a minute ago. I can’t walk back by myself. Unless…”
She carefully stole a peek at Lance.
