Bab 120: Get Your Own Ride

Clara saw herself falling and squeezed her eyes shut, already prepared for the shame that came with the fall while hoping to God that nobody records this scene. It would traumatize her for the rest of her life.

But when a minute passed and she didn't fall and could only feel a strong hook around her waist, Clara knew instinctively that something happened. Surprisingly, that hook around her waist felt fleshy yet muscular and firm.

Muscular and firm?

At once, her eyes popped open only to stare straight into Marcel's face. Clara was stunned, he was the one who saved her?

Unlike the other times where Clara would have gotten out of Marcel's arms, ridden with disgust and cursing him for trying to touch her, she just gaped at him.