Now, she was fully awake, acutely aware of his strong arm wrapped around her waist, acutely aware of the firm beat of his heart, and the pleasant scent on his shirt.
It was light, like pine on a snowy day.
This man's embrace, like the aura around him, was cool and not exactly warm, yet it made people feel at ease.
Scarlett Yates's heart suddenly raced a bit.
A peculiar feeling started to grow inside her.
She should have resisted being so close to Maxwell Saxon; she should have hated this man's embrace.
But she miserably found that she didn't feel any aversion.
On the contrary, she felt a hint of familiarity, as if she had experienced this scene long, long ago.
The aura surrounding Maxwell Saxon made her feel familiar, inexplicably familiar.
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At that moment, the doctors had all left, leaving only the ones on duty.
After registering for the emergency department, Scarlett was attended to by a young female doctor for her foot injury.
