Chapter 72 You Don't Have to Torture Me

The tall man ran towards Lexie, and the light from the headlights shone on his back, dazzling. Before Lexie passed out, she only heard a familiar voice, she recognized it as the man's voice, but was not familiar with the anxiety and concern. She must have made a mistake. The black car was driving smoothly on the J City Highway. Lexie was woken up by the warm breeze in the car, and opened her eyes in a daze to see the man driving in the front row, his side face cold, his slender fingers on the steering wheel. "You are awake?" Alan saw her in the rearview mirror, "Are you okay?" Lexie moved her arms before she realized she was covered in his suit jacket, faintly smelling of cologne and tobacco. She was stunned and clenched her fist before holding out her hand in a gesture. [I'm okay.] "Are you hurt?" [No.] "I'll take you to the hospital." [No, I'll just go back and have some rest.] Even though the temperature in the car had been turned up high, her entire body was soaked in