Saved By Lorenzo Again

Inside the car, Victoria's back was against the car seat, and her body was tightly pressed. She suddenly remembered something, her expression changed, and her eyes suddenly turned red, and tears flowed down: "Salvatore, please, be nice to me." Salvatore's originally urgent movements suddenly changed. He lowered his head and looked at the girl beneath him, his memory somewhat confused. "Rosa..." Victoria was overjoyed in her heart. She bet right! This man's outrageous paranoia was in his feelings. All his actions in the car earlier proved that he was somewhat mentally unstable. Presumably, he should have had a profound relationship before. The man suddenly climbed off her, somewhat at a loss and flustered. "I can't do this. I can't treat Rosa like this. I can't make Rosa sad." He started speaking without choosing his words, and his eyes were full of evasion. Victoria quickly began the next step of her plan. She slowly moved, wanting to get closer to the car door. Salvatore suddenly knelt in front of her, looking excited. "Rosa, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have pawned you to someone else to pay off my gambling debts and let you be..." When he said this, he had already started sobbing uncontrollably. He carefully wanted to hold her hand, but stopped at the moment he was about to touch it. His hand stopped in midair, not daring to approach. "These hands of yours, which should have been playing the piano, were also covered with scars and bleeding because of me. Believe me, I really wanted to redeem you, but that night I was driven out by Lorenzo. I really couldn't get the money to redeem you." Victoria was shocked by this sudden deep affection. Who could have imagined that such a man who lived a dangerous life would cry so miserably and so sorrowfully now? She quietly moved, and just as she was almost close to the car door, Salvatore suddenly closed the car door, stopped crying, and the tear stains on the scar were even more terrifying. "Rosa, don't go. Stay. I will definitely compensate you well." Victoria leaned against the seat, not daring to move. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth and said something wrong, this man would suddenly regain consciousness, and her situation definitely wouldn't be much better than now. "Rosa, why don't you answer me? Are you still blaming me?" Salvatore was a little crazy. In his eyes, he automatically imagined Rosa's face on Victoria's face because only in this way could he see her again. Victoria shook her head to indicate no, but just wouldn't speak easily. Seeing this, Victoria knew this was the best moment to escape. She quickly crossed over him and headed towards the car door. As soon as the door opened, she jumped down. Because of being too nervous, the thin heel of her foot twisted, and her foot was sprained directly. The intense pain made her fall to the ground. "Rosa, don't go." The person in the car seemed to still be looking for her. She couldn't care about the pain in her foot and limped and ran outward mindlessly. She didn't know how long she had been running or how many times she had fallen. Victoria didn't dare to stay for a minute. Just thinking of being mistaken for a dead person by that scarred man and being held by him made her feel suffocated. She kept running. A strong beam of light shone on her from the front. She froze. Before she could see clearly who it was, she started running again. Lorenzo saw her appear in front of his car. He didn't know whether he was happy or angry. Immediately, he stepped on the brakes and got out of the car. Who knew that the girl was running in another direction before she could see him clearly. He got out of the car and also ran up quickly. He caught up with her in a few steps and grabbed her. "Let me go! Let me go! I'm not her! I'm not!" Victoria was crazy and wanted to shake off the person holding her hand. She didn't dare to look at him and could only punch aimlessly. Lorenzo looked at her in a messy state, but her clothes were still intact. His heart settled down, and he tightly pulled the girl into his arms, ignoring her resistance. "Victoria, I'm here to pick you up." A voice like that of a god rang in Victoria's ears. The familiar voice and the familiar smell. It was him! He was here! "Lorenzo..." In an instant, tension, fear, grievance, and touch all erupted at that moment. He came. When she was most desperate, he would always appear. It was the same in her first life and now as well. Victoria tightly hugged him back, as if she wanted to blend herself into his body. When she sat back in the car again, she was wearing Lorenzo's coat, her eyes were red and swollen, and she curled up barefoot on the passenger seat. Lorenzo was standing in front of the car making a call, but his gaze was fixed on her and never moved away. "How's the situation with Salvatore?" "Escaped!" "What about the arms?" "Chasing." "OK. You handle everything first." After hanging up the phone, Lorenzo walked towards the car. As soon as he sat in the driver's seat, Victoria lunged over and hugged him tightly. With a heavy sob, "I'm sorry, Lorenzo. Did I mess up the mission for you?" Lorenzo felt a bit heartbroken. At this time, she was still only concerned about his mission. "It's okay. Someone will handle the aftermath." Sure enough, she still failed! Why was she so useless! "I'm sorry. I still didn't help you," Victoria apologized, feeling very guilty about her powerlessness. Lorenzo looked at her hugging him. For a moment, his heart was a mess. He didn't know whether to push her away or just let her hold him like that. "Are you sure you want to keep talking like this?" Hearing this, Victoria slowly withdrew her hand, like a child who did something wrong. With this withdrawal, she also slumped back into the seat. The sprained foot hurt even more severely, as if being pricked by a hundred steel needles at the same time. Looking at her grimacing in pain but still enduring it, Lorenzo couldn't bear to scold her anymore. Gently, he lifted her foot onto his lap, rubbed it, and moved his face closer to hers. "It hurts but you didn't tell me. You're really tough." Looking at the increasingly close handsome face, Victoria's heart missed half a beat. She held her breath and stared at him, with tension flashing in her eyes. Unlike Salvatore, Lorenzo's closeness made her feel at ease. A crisp sound rang out in the car, followed by her exclamation, "Ah! It hurts!" Lorenzo sat back in his seat, put her foot back, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Now, does it still hurt?" Victoria tried to move her injured foot and found that it really didn't hurt that much anymore. Suddenly realizing. "Did you just deliberately use the charm of a handsome man just to set my bone for me?" She was surprised that he had this skill and couldn't help moving it a few more times. She found that his skill was not ordinary. He easily set the bone. But thinking about his identity, after all, he lives a life under the gun. These survival skills might also be compulsory courses. Lorenzo watched her crying just now but laughing again in a moment. She didn't care much about the recent escape from the wolf's mouth. She was as innocent as a child. For no reason, he also felt relieved. He was still worried whether this accident would have any bad aftereffects on her. "Victoria, what kind of girl are you exactly?" Victoria turned her head to look at him, very surprised that he would ask her this. "Lorenzo, aren't you interested in me?" She held her head high with a smug expression, having a sense of achievement of melting the perennial iceberg. She was completely not in the panicked state just now. Now, Lorenzo kind of appreciated her guts. She was indeed not like those young ladies who only knew how to spend money and dress up. "What if I say yes?" Lorenzo countered. Victoria's heart was beating strongly because of his words, but she didn't think deeply about this sentence in her heart. After all, she was reborn with a mission in this life. "Then just wait a few more hours. I'll be an adult tomorrow. Then I can give myself to you as a gift." She said briskly, as if it wasn't important to her at all. But all this was only because the other person was Lorenzo. "Do you know what you're saying?" Lorenzo didn't like her treating herself so casually. "Yes." Victoria nodded and continued, "I know your identity is special, and I don't expect too much. So as long as you need me, I will definitely do it without hesitation." She immediately put on a fierce and energetic look, both funny and amusing. "Including yourself! Your reputation!" Lorenzo's eyebrows and eyes turned cold in an instant. When his eyes turned cold, they were particularly lethal. Victoria shrank her neck and leaned back again, explaining to him, "You know, my reputation has never been good. But, I'm willing to give you everything of mine!" The determined and intense gaze completely threw his heart into chaos. "Victoria, you..." "Um?" Victoria looked at him in confusion, waiting for him to continue. "I'm charmed by you." Lorenzo reached out, pulled down the seat belt beside her, and fastened it for her. Then he stepped on the accelerator and headed back the original way. Only the girl in the passenger seat looked at the man beside her in astonishment, repeatedly murmuring in her heart his words, 'I'm charmed by you.' What exactly did it mean? Salvatore, who had already fled in the corner, slowly came out of the bushes. The closeness between Lorenzo and the girl was imprinted in his mind. Looking at the distant car, he said coldly, "Lorenzo. So she's your girl..." On the other hand, the people of the Ferrocor family arrived at the warehouse in advance according to the route. It was right at the ferry crossing, and there was also a steamship prepared by Salvatore in advance. It has to be said that Salvatore's methods were quite good. Being able to think of leaving by waterway was indeed faster and safer than by land. When everyone was transporting the arms, Marco's subordinate, Giovanni came to inform him that Alberto's men were also coming this way. "Marco, we have to retreat. After all, they have been lying in ambush in Ravenwood for a long time. If we confront them head-on, it's a thankless task." Giovanni had followed him the longest, so he could figure out his thoughts and suggested to him. Marco looked at the majority of the goods that had already been transported out and nodded with a cold smile. "Alright! Burn the rest of these useless ones."