Chapter 489

Angela lowered her head, her cheeks flushing, and muttered softly, “If I hadn’t run, I’d just be waiting for you to scold me, wouldn’t I?” Richard shone his flashlight to check her foot. Fortunately, her sturdy sneakers had protected her, and there was no injury. When he remained silent and unresponsive, Angela felt even more self-conscious, thinking she might have overstepped again. She turned her face away awkwardly. They say it’s easy for a woman to chase a man—just a thin veil between them. But the “veil” between her and Richard felt more like the wall of a fortress. Had the saying reversed in their case? Was she actually trying to scale a mountain? “Your foot’s fine. Can you walk?” Richard asked in his deep voice. Then, noticing her shoelace was untied, he set the flashlight aside and bent down to tie it. Angela turned her head back and watched as the man gently tied her shoe. Every action of his showed care, concern, and attention for her. Yet, why did he still feel like an emoti