Chapter 30

The moment I thought I would die, Titus's hand let go of my neck. I fell to the ground, tears, and snot flowing out of my eyes uncontrollably. I greedily inhaled a lot of air to compensate for the lost oxygen. Right now, I don't care what's going on around me. It seemed that Titus was fighting with someone.

Soon, my arm was grabbed by a large, cold hand, pulling me to my feet. My steps were wobbly, soft, without any strength, so that I couldn't stand. My body wobbled, falling into someone's hard chest.

A familiar masculine scent entered the tip of my nose and calmed my panic. My neck ached, but I raised my head, seeing the perfect angle of Darian's face.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat. My mind was filled with images of Darian.

Suddenly, Darian's cold gaze glanced at me, startling me and my spirit returning to consciousness. His cold and clear eyes made my heart tremble involuntarily.

I was embarrassed, so I rolled my eyes, avoiding his gaze. At this moment, I saw the struggling imag