Eva Nightingale ran too fast and suddenly crashed into something hard, making her head spin.
Her delicate, upturned nose and forehead turned red from the impact.
"You... don't you have eyes?!"
The pain blurred her vision, and she was a bit angry from the pain. Before she had a chance to look up and see who the man was, she started scolding: "Didn't you see I was being chased? You still crashed into me!!"
Lucas Knight paused for two seconds: "..."
Who ran into whom?
He paused for a moment. Feeling irritated and distracted, he planned to go upstairs to rest. Since he arrived early, he had already had a few glasses of red wine. Now, besides the strong masculine scent on him, there was also a hint of fragrant wine aroma, refreshing and pleasant.
Who would have thought that as he turned a corner, he would be hit by something furry and soft, and she immediately accused him of not seeing her.
