Chapter: 1692

Cliff looked up at her, his expression darkening.

Laney felt tightness in her chest under his intense gaze, hardly able to breathe.

Cliff fought back the inappropriate thoughts in his mind and took a deep breath. “You might regret saying that."

Laney's face went pale. She suddenly remembered his past, how years of physical training had strengthened his grip. A hit with a belt from him could be quite painful.

Seeing her tremble, Cliff took her hand and drew her into a hug. “What are you scared of? I would never hit you."