Chapter 27

The first question that came to mind was whether she was alive or dead—the impact had been that violent.

Yet for having struck the marble table directly, the pain was not that great.

Her back of the head throbbed slightly, and she felt a faint vibration, but that was all.

What happened?

Was she all right?

Or was it so painful that she had instead forgotten the pain?

Ayesha cautiously opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was the evil spirit’s sharp, sheer jawline.

When she rubbed her head a couple of times and moved, the floor beneath the back of her head cradled it softly.

Only then did Ayesha grasp the situation.

His palm was protecting her head.

In the blink of an eye, he had thrown his body to shield her from injury.

It was truly frightening reflexes.

The loud crash she had heard moments ago was…