C31 The Possessive Desire of a Man Towards a Woman

Lamont lowered his head and looked at her with a deep gaze. There were tears on her beautiful face, and her long eyelashes were wet.

She looked at the blood on the back of his hand and reminded him, "You are injured."

The man's handsome face was dark. He grabbed her hand and said, "It's just a small wound. Don't worry. Just stay in the car and wait for Judson