Chapter 204

Cassandra held it in for a while before finally muttering, "It's nothing." She avoided looking at Damien and hurried past him barefoot, trying to shake off the embarrassment clinging to her. Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed. His hand was warm, the heat sinking into her skin. Her heart skipped a beat. She took a shaky breath, forced herself to act calm. "Mr. Blackwood, w-what are you doing grabbing me like that?" "You just ate. Walking too fast isn’t great for digestion," Damien said casually. "Got it." Cassandra stifled the heat rising in her chest, gave a little tug, hinting that he could let go now. But Damien acted like he hadn’t noticed—his grip on her wrist stayed firm. With a deep breath, she said more clearly, "Mr. Blackwood, you can let go now." "Let’s walk a little more." His voice was low and calm, like he hadn't heard a word she said. Then, without giving her a choice, he pulled her along again. Cassandra was a little annoyed, but more than that, her heart was racing, and she