“What?” Sonia frowned and turned to see where the voice was coming from, but before she could get a proper look at the commotion, her body was suddenly pulled into a rough embrace.
Toby had his arms wound tightly around her as he spun her toward the other side before a second later, the sound of glass breaking came from the space where Sonia had been standing earlier. It was then followed by an intense sizzling that mimicked the low buzz of an electric current.
At that moment, he let out a low grunt.
Upon hearing the pain in his voice, she looked up at him. As she was alarmed by the large beads of cold sweat on his forehead and his pallor, she urged, “What is it? Are you okay?”
He released his grip on her without answering her and clamped his left hand over his right wrist by his side, which trembled slightly.
Her gaze fell on his right hand before her breath hitched as she stammered, “Y-Your hand—”
“My hand’s fine. What about you? Are you okay?” He looked up at her, his face pale as he appraised her anxiously and she could tell that the fear in his eyes were genuine.
She opened and closed her mouth, unable to describe her complicated emotions into words. Is he an idiot? His own hand is injured, but all he cares about is whether I’m okay!
Toby stiffened at her lack of response. “Are you hurt?”
Sonia shook her head. “No.”
He held his gaze on her for a few more beats; it was only after he was certain she was telling the truth that he let out a small sigh of relief. As he flashed her a feeble smile, he assured, “That’s good.”
“Good? What the hell are you talking about?” She bit on her lip as she glowered at him. “Look at your hand!”
“It’s nothing,” he insisted.
Sonia pointed at his hand as an incredulous, humorless laugh escaped her. “Oh, it’s nothing?”
There was an open wound the size of a date on the back of his right hand. The skin looked like it had been peeled off from the mess that was blood and flesh; and the edges of the wound were erratic and burnt black—the result of a harsh corrosion.
Sonia could easily whittle down the list of potential substances capable of such erosion to one thing—acid!
she saw how the corrosive
who called her a wretched woman had flung a bottle of acid at her in an attempt to kill her on the spot. When Toby saw this, he instantly reacted by pulling her into his arms and shielding her from the acid. However, when the glass bottle landed on the car and shattered, a speck of acid could have splattered
in time, the bottle of acid would have spilled on her and its contents would have burned her
survive, but her skin would have been disfigured beyond repair. She
seized her as such thoughts flashed in her mind, but that was quickly replaced
and her eyes rimmed red as she glared at the person who had hurled acid
gloves stuffed into his mouth to prevent him from speaking. Even so, the look on his face was menacing enough to make
no idea who he was, much less why he held such a wicked grudge against her. That didn’t matter, though, because everything would come to
as well as the audience watching the livestream.
dramatic event like this would only ever occur in soap operas, and yet here they were, bearing witness to
other side of the parking lot, Sonia paid no mind to the crowd of bustling reporters and returned to Toby’s side. Her brows were knitted tightly together
to drop you off at the hospital and I can’t drive my
met her gaze and answered, “The keys are in my left
and a waste of precious time, given how she was in a rush
frustrated. Since he did not dare
Sonia rubbed the divot between her brows and reached
reach for the keys herself. Seeing that his left hand was completely fine, he had assumed that she would allow him to get the keys out
hand was reaching deep into his pocket, and he could feel the softness and warmth of her paw through the
well, and it was only after she met his
She blushed all the way to the tips of her ears and she quickly grappled
the keys that she didn’t know how bold
the other hand, swallowed convulsively and
slightly at this and she hummed in response after
on it. He sighed a
her palm to reveal the car keys with
leave the driving in your
over her delicate face as she glanced at the culprit, who
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