“What just happened?” Joyce's mouth fell open as she gaped at the couple.

Why did he abruptly carry her?

Shane had caught Natalie off-guard when he lifted her. She had no time to react and had instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to keep her balance. But when she came back to her senses, she immediately released her arms and yelled with her face flushed, “Mr. Shane, what are you doing? Let me down!”

Shane remained unmoved, carrying her expressionlessly as he walked. Anxious, Natalie began to struggle, but he merely gritted his teeth and held on tightly, refusing to let go.

He lowered his head slightly, staring darkly at the woman who was on tenterhooks in his embrace. “Keep moving and I'll throw you down!” he warned.

“You—” Natalie froze, twisting her head to gauge the height to the ground. Though it wasn't too high, there were stones and debris everywhere. She decided it wasn't worth it.

Natalie compromised and stopped moving, biting her lip as she stared at the man. “What are you trying to do?”

Shane didn't answer. He placed her in the backseat before retrieving a plastic bag from the glove compartment.

It was the same plastic bag from several days ago

had kept it

she discovered that her sprained ankle had been raised without her notice and rested on his lap

that Shane was about to treat her ankle, she tolerated the pain as

in the air, glowering at the empty spot above his lap. He commanded in a deep voice,

to pick up her shoes so she could

her reach. “I'll say it again. Put

“Mr. Shane, I can handle myself. I don't wish to

the plastic bag beside him, only for Shane to grab her leg forcefully and place it on

eyes in

up,” he chastised,

pressed her mouth

threw out the cotton swab and held onto her ankle with one hand, his free hand holding her foot in an attempt to help her

and giggled. He glanced at her with

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