Chapter 67 Private Ride

Inch by inch, Darren examined her.

"I'm fine." Hannah flashed him a wide grin. "Look, I'm unscathed."

Only after he confirmed that she was standing safely in front of him did he relax, and his gaze softened.

It made him shudder when he thought about what would have happened had he arrived a little later. The knife would have plunged into her slender body, and blood would have spluttered from the opening.

At this thought, he felt an overwhelming rush of negative emotions.

Darren yanked Hannah into his arms, wrapping her in a tight embrace without a word.

It was as though he wanted to enclose her entire being within his rib cage.

The sudden jerk pulled at Hannah's wounds, and she felt like her ribs would shatter under his grip.

However, she didn't react at all. She acted like she couldn't feel the pain; instead, her smile grew brighter.

Her eyes were exceptionally gentle in the darkness of the night as she took a deep breath and hugged him back.

Hannah had never felt so comfor