Chapter 855

M Country, hotel room. Danna was lying on the bed, glaring at her tightly bound legs and struggling in frustration. Originally, she was supposed to return safely to Pinebrook under Owen Reid's cover. But she had nothing holding her back, and the thought of Owen being in danger freaked her out, so she snuck out of the airport and came back. She almost got caught by Randall Kim's men and her leg? Injured again. Owen had clearly given up trying to reason with her. He knew how stubborn she was—scolding would only hurt her pride. So he had the doctor secure her leg... and used that as an excuse to tie her down to the bed. "Stop wriggling." Owen leaned against the doorway, grinning as he watched her with amusement. "I wouldn't have come back if I'd known. Let you live or die on your own," Danna huffed, eyes blazing. "You were in tears hugging me just a bit ago," Owen shrugged, unbothered. Honestly, he wasn't in great shape either—his arm was still in a sling. Danna shot him a murderous glare