My Destined Lover

The vendor couldn’t figure it out. According to his vision, shouldn’t the crowd criticize Laura? But…

Under the many strange eyes, he sat dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.

After a while, the crowd was set apart by the managers of Underground Market, who approached with batons, “Disperse, don’t block the road.”

The stall owner became violently agitated. He jumped straight over and grabbed the trouser of the manager. “Please, have it out!”

But his hand was kicked away unceremoniously. The stall owner froze. When he looked up and saw the cold eyes of the manager, a bad feeling suddenly welled up in him.

“Dare to start a quarrel here. From now on, you are removed from Underground Market!” The manager gave him a fierce glare, “Get the hell out of my way!”Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

The ruthlessness in his eyes instantly changed to ingratiation when he faced Marcus and Carl.

The manager kept nodding and apologizing, “Mr. Brown, Mr. Miller, this man is new here. He doesn’t know what to do. Please don’t mind…”

Seeing this scene, the stall owner fell to the ground, lost in thought – It was over, he had offended the powerful people. His career was over!

…

After settling a series of matters, they went out of Underground Market.

“I should go. Thank you for the… Ugh!” Carl suddenly yelped. His body swayed, and he covered his chest.

“Grandpa!” An anxious male voice rang out. A young man with a handsome and gentle appearance rushed out from the corner of the garage to hold Carl up.

“Grandpa, are you all right? Where’s your medicine?”

Carl fell into the young man’s arms with a pale face. His lips were white and his shaking, dry hands groped in his pockets. After fumbling for a while, despair appeared on his face, “The medicine was running out of…”

“You, let go of him first!”

Laura suddenly took a big step forward and pulled the old man out.

Seeing her rude movements and unfamiliar face, the young man was furious, “Who are you? Let go of my grandfather. He can’t stand the irritation!”

“You don’t have to know who I am.” Laura calmly helped Carl to lean on the wall, and began to press his chest skillfully, “The only thing you need to know is that I can save your grandfather’s life.”

Daniel’s face suddenly became gloomy, and scolded, “We should call an ambulance, but not smugly use messy first aid knowledge to save people!”

And then he was ready to pull Laura away, who was in the process of first-aid.

“Mr. Miller,” Marcus recognized the young man’s intention and stopped him, “Please trust her, she’s a professional. Don’t hold her back from saving lives.”

The young man saw his face and moved with some surprise, “Marcus, why are you here and…”

“Mr. Miller, that’s not important.” The calm Marcus did not look like he was going to explain in the least.