Amid the biting cold, Be felt her hands were warm.


    Justin held her numb little fingers, enveloping them in warmth like


    never before.


    It was as if her nervous system was kicked back to drive.


    Be closed her eyes with ease and leaned against his wide back. Her cold hands regained


    temperature in his grasp, her fingers curling for


    more.


    Feeling a tingle, Justin clutched tighter in case she withdrew her hands in repulse.


    “Be a good girl and don’t move,” the man said sternly, feeling the pain


    on his back harder to ignore.


    Still, he managed to keep his injuries from her.


    For once, he hoped he could gain her trust and be the shoulder she


    could lean on.


    “Uh… It’s cold. Walk faster,” Be murmured in a daze.


    “Hang on. I’m sure we’ll find a ce to shelter from the rain soon.” Between heavy breathing and foggy


    rain obstructing his vision, Justin


    took each step with much difficulty.


    “What if we can’t find one?” Be had lost her strength. Her voice was


    soft and sweet.


    “Just take cover in my arms, then,” Justin blurted.


    “I-I don’t want to! Don’t try to cop a feel!” Be’s heart skipped a beat, and her eyes turned flighty.


    Justin curled his lips. The restless woman on his back seemed to


    supply him with boundless energy and affection he did not think his


    heart could hold.


    He should quit messing with her and focus on the road. She was not going anywhere, anyway.


    They were stuck together, their breaths and heartbeats mingling as


    one.


    It was like they were back at that dramatic moment thirteen years


    ago.


    The girl he carried on his back was all grown up.


    She was even married to him once and had been his wife for three


    years.


    Meanwhile, Steven could not shake off the worry for Be and ran to the campsite with an umbre in


    hand.


    Upon arrival at the camp base, his ck umbre was ravaged by the


    rain. His suit was soaked, and his leather shoes were covered in mud.


    “Ms. Be!”


    Steven ran into Frank, dressed in a raincoat, andn.


    ‘Huh? Isn’t that Young Madam’spdog?’n nearly blurted out the


    pet name he gave Steven.


    “Why are you… Don’t tell me Justin is here. Where’s Ms. Be?”


    Steven had been working with Be long enough to know that something was amiss. His throat was in


    his throat.


    “Can you stop yelling, Mr. Lovett?”


    storm. He had faith in Justin to find her and protect her. “Mr. Salvador and the park rangers are looking


    for the young madam in the mountains as we speak. I have gotten three choppers on the search and


    rescue team, just as Mr. Salvador instructed. Mr. Salvador vowed not to return until he finds the young


    madam.”


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    Steven’s jaw dropped.


    Justin made a point not to return unless he had found Be.


    Steven found it hard to believe that Justin, despite his indifference would make such a promation for


    Be.


    “It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have let Anna hike up the mountain.”


    Frank pounded his chest and med himself.


    “Don’t say that. You must trust Mr. Salvador. He is the GOAT.”


    Steven and Frank were speechless.


    awkwardness.