Ethan Jenkins's brows furrowed deeply as he strode forward.
Jesslyn Derei's soft body fell lightly into his arms like a falling leaf.
With a strong arm, he lifted her up and turned to walk inside the house.
The legs that usually depended on a wheelchair for movement, at this moment, stepped on the ground, filled with strength at every step.
Jack chased out from inside the house, "Brother Jayden."
Ethan Jenkins coldly passed by him, holding Jesslyn Derei as he entered the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.
"Brother Jayden shouldn't have kept her here, she has brought danger to you," Jack's stubborn voice rose from behind Ethan Jenkins.
Ethan Jenkins turned to look at Jack, his gaze deepening slightly, "You're the one who's dangerous to me! She had already given up hope! But because of your careless words, my identity was exposed. How am I supposed to face her now?"