Two hours later, Daisy Ginger was finally pulled out of the cave by the rescue team.
Breathing the outside air, even though it was no different from inside, Daisy Ginger still let out a sigh of relief.
George Stephens was held by Ryan Smith, ignored by Edward Stephens. He looked listless now, with his head bowed in silence.
Daisy Ginger was led forward by Edward Stephens's hand.
The man's long and jade-like fingers felt rough at this moment, with scars all over the fingertips and back of the hand, little scabbed wounds.
Daisy Ginger lifted her head, looking at the man's face. In the sunlight, his expression appeared slightly stern and grim.
Not gentle, but mature and reliable, making him even more appealing.
Daisy Ginger lowered her gaze, gently tightened her grip on the man's rough fingers, rubbing the palm of his hand with her fingertips.
The man lowered his eyelashes and glanced at her.
Daisy Ginger quickly put her fingers down properly, obediently letting him hold her.
