A large black umbrella moved back, revealing Lincoln's handsome face.
He was dressed in a suit, and his broad shoulders were stained with water, but he didn't care about it at all. His deep eyes gleamed with a cold light, and he glared at Simon.
Zayla pushed Simon away by taking advantage of the chance.
"Ryan, did you see it?"
Ryan was a little stunned when Lincoln suddenly spoke to him.
Lincoln added, "He dared to bully a woman in the daytime. When did Houston suddenly become a city full of scoundrels?"
Ryan covered his mouth and coughed. "Isn't that your nephew?"
"Can't you see I'm a righteous man?"
Ryan thought, "Yeah. I know you're doing it for your woman."
Ryan began to mediate between Simon and Zayla. As Ryan was a policeman, Simon had to show him some respect.
In the end, Simon could only apologize to Zayla.
Although he had apologized, there were many ineffable emotions in his eyes.