Chapter 951 An Honest Man Does Not Resort to Insinuations

• After crying for a long time, Sophia seemed to smell the smell of blood on Michael’s body. She quickly leaned back, turned him around and inspected him as she anxiously asked, “How are you? Are you alright? Are you hurt?”
• Michael took off his goggles and his eyes were also bloodshot. He replied, “I’m fine.”
• Then, he bowed his head, kissed her cheek, took her into his arms and whispered, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry that… I made you worry about me.”