Chapter 961
After being in his arms for a while, she could hear Alexander Foster's voice in her ear, "Shall I take you to Albert Green's place, hmm?"
"No need." The clothes in her hands dropped to the floor, her arms wrapping around his waist.
Alexander Foster's breath was profound, and his heart felt like it was heavily pressed with a giant stone.
He held her gently, treating her as if she were a fragile treasure, not daring to apply any unnecessary strength for fear of causing her pain.
A soft murmur echoed faintly from the person in his embrace. It was quiet; he could not quite hear it clearly.
"Hmm?" He bent his head.
Chloe Collins was eyes closed, her cheek nuzzling up to his neck, not speaking again seemingly asleep.
A few minutes later, carrying her out from the sports center, he held her coat in his hand.
Chloe Collins was asleep against his back like a child, not moving at all.