Chapter 461


    Brian furrowed his brows. “I was once bitten by a dog. I just kicked it as a reflex action,” he exined.


    Rosalynn blinked and brushed a strand of hair away from her ear. “When did that happen?” she


    inquired.


    “When I was eighteen years old, I encountered a group of human traffickers. I was trying to save the


    victims, and that’s when I was bitten by a dog,” he replied, his voice low and maic. He Looked


    strikingly handsome in the sunlight.


    Rosalynn gazed at him, as though she was trying to etch his appearance into her memory. She didn’t


    want to mistake him for someone else who had once saved her life.


    “So, you’re a hero,” she remarked.


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    Brian shot a quick nce at her. “Are you making fun of me?” he teased.


    “No, I’m praising you sincerely,” Rosalynn replied, then turned and started walking away.


    Watching her retreating form, Brian sensed that her attitude towards him had changed. Could it be


    because of his valiant deeds?


    “How did you end up encountering the human traffickers and getting bitten by the dog?” Rosalynn


    asked, tilting her head to one side.


    Brian thought for a while before answering, “I was poisoned. My family searched for doctors


    everywhere and finally found one who lived in seclusion.


    When I was eighteen, I went to see that doctor for a follow-up consultation, and on the way there, I saw


    a group of men who looked suspicious. They took two girls with them, and I couldn’t just stand by and


    watch.


    I asked my driver and bodyguard to follow them, and we saw them take the girls to a truck.


    Along the way, I heard a woman’s screaming from the back of the truck, and I felt that something


    was terribly wrong. I ordered the driver to stop the truck.


    When we checked the trunk, we found several men trying to rape the girls. When I intervened, I was


    attacked by their dog and bitten.”


    Brian shared the details of his past.


    As he finished, he noticed that Rosalynn was clenching her fists.


    He raised his eyebrows. “Are you angry? Do you feel sorry for me being bitten by a dog?”


    As he moved closer, Rosalynn slowly loosened her hands.


    She looked at him with a smile.


    “Yeah, I feel sorry for you,” Rosalynn said gently, her beautiful eyes revealing a hint of unexinable


    emotion.


    Brian was confused by her attitude.


    He had been joking, but she had taken him seriously.