Chapter 176 He Is Not Here

• I could hear someone talking, but I had a hard time telling if he was a friend or a foe. The moment I could feel my hands again, I threw punches at him, yelling hysterically, “Stay away from me!”
• “Eve, it's me! I'm Christopher!” Judging by the man's hoarse voice, I was certain he was equally anxious. Inundated by remorse, he kept me safe in between his arms.
• At that point in time, the only thing I had in mind was to flee the scene. In another attempt to escape, I launched another powerful kick at the man, but my effort was to no avail because I was still confined in between his arms.