[Let me go. Who is that woman who dares to be held by Robert? Tell me quickly, my eyes are OK?]

[There is no problem in your eyes. I can see it too.]

[Gosh!!! wants to be the goblin in his arms!]

Behind, the female employees' whimpering sounds were clear and audible. Lena White buried her head in his chest, looking afraid of being recognized by others.

She was relieved until she was locked in Robert’s car.

But now she was already in a cold sweat.

Robertsaw that , and his eyebrows were frowning deeper: "Are you suffering again?"

While talking, he unconsciously reached out and stroked her forehead.

Lena...