Gim squeezed her flesh tightly, but he looked calm.
His action was hidden, and no one had found it at all.
Vichy felt hurt and breathed a sigh of relief. She then said helplessly, "Mr. Hall, what are you doing?"
"Do you think it is hell?" Gim reached out and seemed to hold her.
Vichy’s heart was tight,
Is he kidding now? Does he want to hug her in public? How will the public think of them？
She couldn’t bear this." It's hell, but if there’s a savior, it’s heaven."
Gim's hand stopped, and it seemed he was thinking about the feasibility of this answer.
Soon, he whispered, "Okay."
Okay?
Vichy didn't know if he wanted to say more and looked at him embarrassedly.
But he was looking in front as if nothing had hap
