Byron just looked at her deeply.

After a while, he suddenly leaned over and picked her up.

Rosalie was startled, and instinctively reached out to hug his neck tightly, fearing that she would fall.

Her actions were exactly what Byron wanted, the ruthlessness in the man's eyes eased a little, and he carried her all the way to the shore.

Only then did Rosalie speak while blushing madly. "It’s fine now, I can walk by myself."

She knew that she had frightened Byron just now. He would suddenly carry her because he was afraid that what happened just now would happen again.

Byron did not seem to hear her. He carried her all the way into the car, put her in the passenger seat, took a suit jacket from the back and covered her, turned around and got into the car from the other side.

Rosalie saw that the man was still upset and felt helpless herself. "Come on, didn't you say you are here to relax today? This is just a little accident."

With that said, the man's brows still furrowed. Rosali