Daemon ignored him and walked straight to his car.
The glasses guy went forward and blocked Daemon, ”Put her down. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite.” When he was in university, he was the vice president of the Martial Arts Association. If Daemon was not holding on to Emma, the glasses guy would have sent a kick towards him.
“I want to go home. Send me back home.” Emma felt better after vomiting. When she saw it was Daemon holding on to her, she felt safe.
“Ok. Let’s go home now.” If someone else were to see the tenderness that Daemon had displayed, they would have really thought that they were a couple.
As for the glasses guy standing in front of them, his complexion turned ashen. Today, he had specially asked Emma’s roommate to help him out in inviting Emma out to drink, a
