This was the second time she got on his car.
The black Porsche stopped in front of a developing construction site. A number of well arranged high
buildings came into view. This area was located in the center of the city, and it was close to the
shopping mall. The sales price of these buildings would be very high after they are finished. Meanwhile,
they would attract a large number of customers to come to buy.
Wearing a helmet, Michelle followed behind Scott, led by the person in charge of the construction site.
They discussed as they walked. When the construction director was reporting the progress, he listened
attentively.
The weather was cool and comfortable. But at noon, standing under the sun was almost scorched.
Michelle was drenched in sweat, not knowing because of the construction site or because of her
physical strength. She was not feeling well, and her mouth was dry and tongue scorched.
Scott was watching the construction site intently, not paying attention to the people around him.
The next second, he heard a worker screaming. He looked back subconsciously, only to find that
Michelle was lying alone on the ground!
He rushed over and held her in his arms. After she took off her helmet, a thin layer of sweat came out
on her forehead and her face was abnormally red. In fact, he should have noticed it earlier in the sun.
After all, the body of a woman is not as good as a man's. it would soon be impossible for her to stand
wearing a helmet in the sun.
A worker handed a bottle of water to him. Scott unscrewed the cap and put it to her mouth. She was
drinking several mouthfuls!
"She must have got sunstroke. Fortunately she is not seriously hurt." The man in charge of the
construction site was a middle-aged man in his forties. He bowed slightly and looked at the woman in
Scott's arms. He remembered that Scott was accompanied by a young boy, but this time, the girl was a
weak one.
At the beginning, he was worried that something might be wrong. But according to Scott's
temperament, he must not listen to his advice, so he temporarily forgot about it.
But after the accident, he never saw him in such a panic.
Scott carried the woman in his arms into the car for a rest. He had planned to send her to the hospital,
but Michelle seemed to know that he would do so. She grabbed his collar and begged, "Don't go to the
hospital. I'll be fine after a rest."
Her voice was very weak, as if she would not be able to be found in the next second. Scott was so
panicked that he didn't even know why he was like this.
With the air conditioner on, a gust of cool wind blew over. Michelle suddenly felt much more relaxed.
She remembered that she just felt weak, and her vision was getting darker until she couldn't see the
surrounding buildings.
At that moment, she was extremely scared.
Scott leaned over to the car window and took a piece of tissue to wipe the sweat off her forehead.
She looked at Scott in astonishment. At such a close distance, she could even see his dark eyes
waved slightly, focused and affectionate. She was in a panic and wanted to take the tissue to wipe her
sweat, but she couldn't use any strength at all.
Scott seemed to see through her mind and comforted her softly, "Don't move. Have a good rest."
After that, he opened the door and went out.
Turning her head around, she watched him leaving. An indescribable feeling rose in her heart.
It was subtle and comfortable.
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