70. My Name is Maya, Evan

"Police! Hands up, nobody moves!"

When Maya saw her rescue finally arrived, her fierce and dangerous air slowly dissipated like a fog. All that was left in her was a feeling of emotion when she saw her husband standing proudly in front of her like a strong man. Maya clearly remembers that Evan still uses a wheelchair to drive her to campus this morning. But now in front of her, Evan was clearly walking using his feet to came over her, who was sitting helplessly on the iron chair that bound her bloody body.

When Evan got close enough to herself, Maya realized that Evan was definitely not the weakling guy she met one year ago. This man in front of her was tall and strong, while his body carried a manly and healthy feeling. From his expression alone, Maya could already tell that the man's entire body was now filled with tense muscles, waiting to explode and destroy anyone who injured Maya to this extent.

Evan's normally clean coat was now dirty, indicating that he too had come a long way