Her voice, although not loud, possessed a natural affinity, like a gentle breeze calming one’s heart naturally.

The commotion at the scene diminished somewhat.

Summer Sutton wanted to check the situation with other staff, but as soon as she took a step, a sudden crackling sound came from above, accompanied by the flames of burning wires.

Someone screamed beside her, "Oh my god!"

Summer had yet to grasp the situation when a figure suddenly lunged at her with lightning speed in the darkness, causing both their bodies to crash heavily onto the floor behind them...

Immediately followed by a huge crashing sound behind them, something dull fell from above.

The spot where it landed was precisely where Summer Sutton had been standing.

Everything happened so abruptly that Summer’s mind froze for several seconds.

She regained her senses amid the thick scent of blood carried by the wind.

Someone among the workers used a flashlight and shone it in Summer’s direction.

Seeing her lying on the ground with a man pressed against her, the worker seemed startled.

"Mr. Walyon..."

The familiar address left Summer momentarily stunned, her gaze shifting abruptly to the man still pressed against her.

The one who had just saved her was Ryan Walyon.

His body shielded hers, seemingly injured, with tightly knit brows, teeth clenched, and his complexion pale.

Summer snapped out of her daze in seconds, swiftly climbing up from the ground.

"Jimmy, are you alright? Where are you injured? I’ll call the doctor right away!" She crouched beside him, grasping his arm, inspecting him thoroughly.

Ryan forced a smile at her, shaking his head, "I’m fine."

His words were somewhat weak, evidently pale yet still smiling to reassure her.

Summer ignored his words, her gaze lingering on his soaked shirt for several seconds.

Ryan seemed to have been hit on the back.

A massive chandelier base fell, weighing dozens of pounds, directly striking his lumbar spine.

His back was bleeding, his clean shirt stained red, seemingly the bone was also injured.

Summer stared at him for a long while, feeling extremely uneasy inside.

"Actually, you didn’t need to do this." She wasn’t worth such a sacrifice.

"What I choose to do is my own business, it has nothing to do with you." Ryan resisted the pain as he stood up, one hand supporting his lower back, seemingly not intending to go to the hospital.

But he was already so injured, how could he not go to the hospital?

Fearing his condition would worsen, Summer handed off her work to others, pulled him by the arm, and left the set, "Let’s go to the hospital and check it out first!"

Lorraine Hughes glanced at the shattered chandelier on the ground, then couldn’t resist watching Summer’s departing figure.

Even Ryan Walyon protects her like this...

What did Summer Sutton ever do to deserve this?

...

After accompanying Ryan Walyon to the hospital, Summer spent several hours, taking scans and having the doctor perform detailed examinations.

Ryan’s bones were injured, his spine slightly deformed.

Just listening to the doctor’s report made Summer feel intense pain.

After accompanying Ryan through the check-ups at the hospital, Summer wanted to remind him of the things to watch out for upon returning home. Yet Ryan seemed completely indifferent to these matters.