Chapter 43

"Sure!" Alicia gladly agreed.

On the way, she whispered, "Looks like the scrooge is treating you quite well. His expression changed dramatically when you fell just now."

"He's just worried about my belly. Do you think he really cares about me?" Calla replied, though she couldn't deny the warmth she felt inside.

"Come on. Which of the women here wouldn't want that thing in your belly? Don't act innocent. By the way, the way the scrooge held you was so gallant—like a knight protecting a princess." Alicia clasped her hands together, and her eyes betrayed obvious envy.

Calla pondered whether her encounter with Mercer was a blessing or a curse. Having him by her side gave her a sense of security, just like earlier when she felt like a fully protected princess.

Throughout the years, she had always taken on the role of protector for her mother and sister. Even during her relationship with Tim, she was the one taking care of him. She had never experienced the feeling of being protected an