Chapter 41

Florence could only see the profile of Evander's face. His almost perfect jawline was tight, and he seemed to be suppressing something.

Florence lifted her hand and covered Evander's hand with her palm. He flicked his hand lightly, clearly not expecting her move.

As her slightly cool palm touched the fiery back of his hand, Florence was surprised by how warm Evander's hand was.

Evander turned his face back and tried to retract his hand, but Florence grabbed it forcefully.

Just as Evander was about to have an outburst, Florence quickly said, "It's safer to hold you like this, so let me hold your hand."

She had already wiped away her tears, but her eyes were still red, but she was smiling again at that moment, like a fawn approaching cautiously, trying to touch him, but afraid of being chased away.

Evander didn't say anything and let her hold his hand like that. Because his hand was warm, Florence's hand slowly became warmer as well.