But if all the torment afterwards comes rushing at him, he can't guarantee what he might do!
He can't take the risk with her!
After Noah Drexler finished speaking, Summer Shawcross remained silent for a few seconds, then looked at him seriously.
"Noah Drexler, I trust you!"
She believed that no matter what, he would never harm her. Therefore, there was no need for him to lock himself away like this.
As her voice fell, Noah Drexler's gaze froze, his eyes fixated on her face.
The expression on his handsome face suddenly became unbelievably complex and deep.
She just said... she trusts him...
Just as he was staring intently at her, Summer Shawcross picked up the key and reached for his wrist.
With a soft click, the iron chain's lock was opened.
Summer Shawcross tossed the chain aside, her fingers touching his wrist, feeling a dampness there.
Her heart tightened, quickly lifting his wrist to help disinfect and apply medication to the wound.
