Sweet Wife in My Arms

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“Are you alright?” A cold and deep voice rang in her ears.
In a trance, it was as if there was a gleam in the darkness of her world, and the mobile phone placed on the ground in front of her was a gleaming light.

Yan Huan bit her lips tightly until they bled, she wanted to wake herself up and remind herself that she was not in the previous life.
No one would hurt her, and no one would kill her.

But the memories of it had been corrupting her body, her memory, and her senses.

She was afraid of such a closed space, afraid that someone would stab her with a knife from behind.
She was afraid of suffering of the flesh and bleeding to death.

“It’s okay, it will be fine.” The man’s voice was as pure as a fresh breeze blowing past her.
A hand was placed on top of her head, pulling her hands away which grasped her hair desperately.

“It’s okay, something has just gone wrong with the elevator, it will resume operation in a short while.” He continued to speak, with his big, warm hand resting on her shoulder from time to time.
In the end, he reached out and held the woman who was shivering like a fallen leaf in his arms.

His eyes fell on his own mobile phone, and with his excellent vision, he could see the phone had no signal, so they had to wait.

He narrowed his eyes, he didn’t know when someone would realize the elevator was broken as there were only a few residents living here.
Because of this, it was quiet, otherwise he wouldn’t have chosen to stay.
Quiet was nice, but it meant there would be no one to turn to for help when getting into trouble like they were now.

It was nothing to him, he would be fine even if he was trapped in the elevator all day, but the woman in front of him didn’t seem alright, apparently she had serious claustrophobia.