He crouched down a bit and asked politely, "Miss Wilson, is it serious? Did you hurt any bones?"
The scent of that masculine cologne wrapped around Hannah in a second. She just stared at that handsome face in front of her, dazed, and gave a slight nod.
"I think my left arm's broken... my back kinda hurts too."
She deliberately made herself look delicate and pitiful, stretching out a hand, clearly hoping the guy would show some sympathy and help her up.
But she guessed wrong.
After hearing her out, the man stood up gracefully and said apologetically, "If it's a fracture, you shouldn't move around. Better to get a stretcher and head to the hospital."
Just as he finished talking, Megan, who'd clearly prepared beforehand, waved the servants in with a stretcher. They started
