Chapter 161
“Laura Jones, I’ve told you, I don’t need your help!” Cameron’s voice was low. He interrupted Laura: “If you want to help, don’t appear in front of me again. That would be the greatest help!” He wasn’t resisting her involvement in his affairs, but the methods she used to atone for her guilt.
Looking at his irritated reaction, Laura said sincerely, “Cameron, I really want to help you. Just let me help you one last time.”
“I said, no need!” He emphasized, “I’m living a good life now. Don’t bother me!”
“I…” Laura started to speak, but he cut her off.
“Ms. Jones, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave. And don’t hold the grand ceremony; I won’t attend.” Cameron turned and walked gloomily toward the waterfront exit.
“Cameron, don’t leave!” Laura quickly chased after him. He didn’t look back, intent on leaving.
“Cameron!” She chased after him desperately, but her high heels hampered her speed. Seeing him distance himself, she tried to quicken her pace, but her ankle gave way, spraining.
She screamed in pain as one of her heels broke, causing her to stumble.
Cameron, startled, looked back. Seeing Laura about to fall, he quickly stepped forward, wrapped an arm around her waist, and caught her.
The familiar feeling returned, along with her faint, unchanging fragrance. He was stunned, his deepest memories flooding back uncontrollably.
Laura visibly stiffened in his arms. She looked at him—still handsome in the sunset light. The only difference from seven years ago was that he’d shed his youthful immaturity and become more mature. She felt transported back to that time, when he’d shielded her in the bullet-ridden rainforest.
“Ms. Jones, are you okay?” Cameron asked softly, having regained his composure.
“I’m fine,” she replied, realizing her lapse. She turned and tried to stand, still holding onto him. But as her right foot touched the ground, a sharp pain shot through her injured ankle, making her gasp and frown.
“Sit down first. Let me take a look.”
Laura nodded at Cameron’s suggestion. He helped her to a bench, then squatted to examine her injured foot. Her ankle was swollen, clearly seriously injured.
Cameron blamed himself for walking too fast and felt guilty. Taking a deep breath, he looked at her. “I’ll treat it. It may hurt; please bear with it.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
He lowered his head and gently removed her high heels, revealing her delicate foot. Laura paused, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
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