บท 347: 347: The Restaurant Encounter (10)

"Young Madam, are you okay?" Looking at her pale face, Owl Eagle broke out in a cold sweat, his hands trembling slightly.

He gently touched her temple, where the skin was already reddish. As a former special forces soldier, he knew how dangerous this area could be.

Fortunately, George Summer had accidentally struck her temple. Otherwise, a single punch could have been fatal!

"I'm fine..." As soon as his hand touched her, Tara flinched back in pain, avoiding his touch. Her face was even paler, "Don't touch, it hurts."

She gently held her temple, feeling her whole head swirling. She silently hoped she didn't have a concussion!

Thinking about this, she shook her head until it felt less dizzy before turning to look at George Summer.

"Tara, I'm sorry." George Summer stood frozen, a mix of self-reproach and regret on his face. The punch that had hurt Tara had also completely sobered him.