Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 1995

I was left alone, and I sighed. I stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking at the sky.

The place had not yet been renovated, and there were rough and dirty bricks everywhere. I put my hands by my sides and waited for Drover to come.

I was troubling him again. I said I did not want to trouble him but still ended up doing it.

After a while, I heard someone coming upstairs. I turned my head and saw Drover.

He came up anxiously and looked around. Seeing that there was no one here, he was a little relieved, but he then saw the dagger in the corner.

Drover came toward me and looked me up and down. "Are you okay? Are you injured? I saw a dagger on the ground. She didn't hurt you, did she?"

He asked a series of questions, and they all revolved around my safety. I shook my head and responded softly, "I'm not hurt. I told her I notified you and she ran."

"You told her directly?" Drover looked a little surprised.

"Yeah, otherwise, I'd be sold to a mountain village." I shrugged, making nothing of it.

What I did not expect, however, was Drover’s handsome face sinking and his tone turning a little harsh. "How could you tell her directly? What if she didn’t run away and instead got angry? It’s dangerous with you alone here. Don’t you know that?!"

Hearing his increasingly angry tone, I was stunned. Drover really cared about me.

I did not get mad at him because he was mad at me. On the contrary, I felt lucky.

Looking at Drover, I smiled. "Thank you for caring so much about me, but I had measures in place. I wouldn’t have let her hurt me."

Seeing my well-behaved appearance, Drover was no longer angry, but he was still displeased with my impulsive behavior. He remained silent and did not speak until we got into the car.

I glanced at him secretly. Drover's face was so gloomy at this time that it made me a little afraid to speak.

After pursing my dry lips, I deliberately coughed a few times, trying to get his attention.