Chapter 1382

Mavis's eyes were red, and tears and blood streaks stained her small face, looking like a tragic beauty. She awkwardly bit her lip and murmured, "M-My legs are numb, and I can't get up. I'm not doing this on purpose…" After saying this, her entire face flushed red. She had just confidently claimed she could walk, but she was proven wrong within seconds. It was embarrassing, and she wished she could dig a hole and hide. Nathaniel chuckled. What happened to her fierce determination against those men just moments ago? Why were her knees weak all of a sudden with him around? Though he felt a bit repulsed by her acting weak and helpless, he recalled his plans and decided to Mavis up, wrapping his arm around her waist. She was light and easy to carry. With her slender shoulders enveloped in his suit jacket, bloodstained figure, and messy hair, she looked like a broken blonde doll. Her pitiful appearance could stir up any man's protective instincts. Nathaniel lowered