Nora thought Nathan's offer to help simply meant handing her a jacket and supporting her weight as she walked.
Instead, after slipping the jacket over her shoulders, the man simply leaned down and scooped her up into his arms.
The sudden weightlessness left Nora with no time to think. Instinctively, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Nathan's neck.
The man's breath brushed warmly against her face from such a close distance, causing her cheeks to burn.
"What are you doing?"
Her feet weren't even injured!
"Hold still."
Nathan's voice remained gentle, yet it carried an undeniable, domineering edge.
"You can either go while I carry you, or we don't go at all. Take your pick."
Knowing Nora's personality, she would normally refuse to go.
But there were indeed many details about the kidnapping case she still wanted to ask Nolan, so she could only suppress her embarrassment and shyness, letting Nathan carry her all the way to Nolan's hospital room.
Fortunately, they didn't run into a single soul on the way, so the awkward scenario Nora had been dreading never occurred.
She let out a massive sigh of relief.
A soft chuckle rumbled from above her head.
Nora glanced up at him. "What are you laughing at?"
Nathan replied, "This is the VIP ward. No one can come up here except the people visiting you and Nolan."
Which meant the embarrassing spectacle she had been terrified of was never going to happen in the first place.
Nora was speechless.
So he had just watched her squirm and panic the entire way, internally dying of embarrassment?
"Do you have any conscience at all, Nathan?"
When did she miss the fact that Nathan actually possessed such a wicked, manipulative streak?
Thinking back on it carefully, Nora realized Nathan had always possessed this kind of dark humor and cunning edge.
During their past interactions, he would frequently catch her off guard with his remarks.
Nora used to think it was unintentional, but looking back now, the man was clearly playing dumb while knowing exactly what he was doing.
Only she had been kept in the dark from the very beginning.
And the way this man looked at her was like watching prey step into his trap, inch by inch.
She didn't quite understand what he was trying to do.
"Work is work, and personal life is personal."
Nathan reached out and smoothed her hair. "Go on in. I'll wait for you at the door."
It was obvious Nathan didn't want to ruin her professional, unapproachable reputation at work.
This gesture gave Nora the utmost respect.
She smiled softly, leaned in, and pressed a kiss against Nathan's cheek.
"I'll be right out."
Without waiting for him to react, she reached out and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Nora swiftly pushed the door open and stepped inside.
It wasn't until a soft click echoed from the door that Nathan finally snapped out of his daze.
The soft touch of Nora's lips still seemed to linger against his skin.

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