The man looked at her, seeing her unusually quiet and obedient.
His tall, straight body leaned against her petite frame.
"Ah…"
When he leaned over, he accidentally bumped into her injured back, making her moan in pain before she could stop herself.
In an instant, a sharp jolt ran through Rachel's brain, and she instantly sobered up.
Her face flushed bright red, her heart pounding like a rabbit's, and her head went completely blank.
Panicking, she instinctively shoved the man beside her with all her strength.
To cover up her embarrassment, she even called him a "rascal"... totally the wrong thing to say.
Caught off guard, the man was pushed back.
His handsome brows furrowed slightly, and the sharp lines of his face turned cold.
His Adam's apple moved as he swallowed.
Her voice had been soft, like a snowflake drifting into his heart, cool, but somehow it made him uncomfortable.
Suddenly, he remembered her back was still hurt from yesterday and hadn't healed yet.
