The two rogues were knocked down to the ground: one was rubbing his wounded head while the other was rubbing his arms, both of them wincing in pain. They wanted to pounce on Simon but did not dare to. After exchanging a few glances with each other, they finally chose to escape with their tails between their legs.
Then, Selena and Mr. Weil arrived, panting for breath, and helped her up.
Mr. Weil, seeing the two hooligans run out of the street, asked quickly, "Mrs. Chin, are you all right?"
"I'm fine..." Emily shook her head with a lingering fear.
Mr. Weil muttered with a puzzled face, "The public security around this place is always great. Even street fights are rare. What's going on? Where did these hooligans come from? Mrs. Chin, please rest assured. Your cousin has already called the police. There are cameras at the crossroads, and they'll be caught!"
"Mm..." Emily nodded in embarrassment.
When answering Mr. Weil, Emily was actually looking at Simon, who was holding two sticks before her.
Just now, she opened her eyes and saw Simon land on the ground with two sticks in his two hands, respectively. Under the streetlights, his tall and straight figure cast a long shadow on the ground. At that time, he was like a savior falling from the sky for her.
It was the first time for Emily to see him being so hot-blooded.
Emily seemed still in doubt - she did not understand why he would show up here. Shouldn't he enjoy a good meal with Addy in the mall? How could he return...
Simon threw aside the sticks in his hands and looked down. "How are your feet?"
Stunned, Emily looked down at her feet.
Only when the heart-wrenching pain hit her did she realize that her foot was twisted. Emily recalled that she was forced to step back when the two hooligans came at her and knocked into a trash can. No wonder she felt it very difficult to stand up, even with their help.
Enduring the pain, she shook her head. "I'm fine..."
The next second, Emily was suddenly lifted into the air and lost her balance.
Subconsciously, she could only put her arms around Simon's neck.
"Simon, what are you doing?" She bit her lips and asked.
Simon took a glance at her and strode forward. "Go to the hospital!"
Hearing this, Emily repeatedly shook her head and refused, saying, "No, I'm okay. I just twisted my foot a little. It's not a big deal. When I'm back, I'll use some ice to ease the pain and will be fine tomorrow. Please put me down first. I can go by myself!"
"Are you a doctor, or am I?" Simon raised his eyebrows and asked, but he didn't stop walking.
His powerful arms tightened. Emily was less than 50kg, and he could hold her all the way without even taking a break. On the way, he could even easily raise her up a little sometimes. Since Emily could find no place to place her hands, she had no choice but to put them around his neck.
It had been a long time since they were so close to each other. Emily looked up at him, tracing the perfect contours of his face with her eyes. She could even see the short stubble on his chin.
Emily suddenly remembered something: one night, Simon was displeased because she inadvertently mentioned something related to Boyd. He threw her off his back and held her in his arms instead. Then, he asked her in a low voice, "Has he ever carried you in this way?"
Something similar with her memory was happening in reality now. She closed her eyes tight.
She told herself to stop recollecting the past between him and her!"
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