Damian Sinclair, with no expression on his face, took the medicine bag and purse from her hand, saying, "You helped me deal with the wound, so it's only logical that I escort you back."
"It's really not necessary." Bella Acker waved her hand. She had just been standing there waiting to see if he would turn back, not actually calling for a ride and waiting for it.
If he insisted on taking her back, wouldn't the fact that she hadn't called a car be exposed!
Damian Sinclair frowned, "Are you afraid I'll eat you?"
"No, I..."
Damian Sinclair didn't wait for her response and started walking towards the road, asking as he walked, "Where's the car you called? When is it arriving?"
She hadn't called a car at all!
Bella Acker pursed her lips and caught up to him, saying, "My phone is in my purse, I need to check to find out."
Damian Sinclair looked back at her, opened her purse directly, and handed her the phone.
