The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory
Chapter 187

Chapter 187: Chapter 187

Camden River’s expression briefly froze with intensity.

The next moment, he quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and asked with concern, "How are you?"

"I’m fine." Mia Ginger, with cold sweat forming on her forehead, looked at him unexpectedly, pursed her lips, and softly replied.

She propped one hand on the ground, trying to get up.

But couldn’t.

Her knee hurt too much, and her sensitive constitution was on the verge of collapse.

Camden River sighed internally, holding her arm, and helped her up from the ground.

Can’t this girl let anyone worry less?

Seeing her run in the morning, he’d been worried. Who would’ve thought, even after lagging behind several times, she insisted on toughing it out, only to finally be punished to run by that cold-faced instructor.

Seriously, it’s enough!

Camden River felt a bit angry and resentful inside.

"What’s going on?"

Just as he was thinking this, Dallas Taylor’s voice suddenly rang out.

Following him closely, he ran over quickly, looking puzzled.

"Can you stand steady?"

Camden River held Mia Ginger to let her stand firm at the spot.

Standing at attention, he shouted, "Report, Instructor, her knee is injured!"

Dallas Taylor’s expression changed slightly, glancing at Camden and then at Mia Ginger, who was slightly pursing her lips.

Mia Ginger’s lips were wounded.

It looked as if she’d been bitten.

These two... Could they be in a relationship?

Wasn’t Windsor Myres, from his squad, constantly pestering this guy?

The whole New Media Institute knew!

"This is not your jurisdiction!" Dallas Taylor suddenly turned to Camden River and roared, "About-face, two thousand meters, run—go!"

Camden River was stunned, wanting to speak further.

The instructor glared at him.

"Yes, sir." Camden River stood straight, turned, and ran off.

Dallas Taylor’s gaze fell back on Mia Ginger, coldly asking, "You, explain, what happened?"

"Report, Instructor, I’m fine." Mia Ginger’s voice was clear and bright.

"..." Dallas Taylor was speechless.

So stubborn, he had never encountered a girl with such a stubborn and tough character before, like a stone in a latrine.

"Didn’t I hear you say your knee was injured?" The instructor, who was quite close with Dallas Taylor, laughed and said, "If you’re injured, you’re injured. What’s the point of hiding it? It won’t be good if it gets serious."

Mia Ginger said nothing.

Dallas Taylor, lacking patience, took her by the elbow and ordered, "Sit down."

Mia Ginger glanced at him and sat on the ground.

Dallas Taylor also squatted down, rolling up her pant leg with his well-defined fingers. The gesture wasn’t gentle but not rough either.

Mia Ginger’s leg was slender, her calves even and fair, with pores barely visible, exuding a delicate fragility unique to young women. Dallas, inevitably noticing this, subconsciously gentled his actions, feeling a strange sense of irritation within.

This girl was so delicate, he was worried that a bit too much strength might break her skin.

Amidst these fleeting thoughts, he saw her wound.

The pants chafed, making Mia Ginger’s body flinch, her elegant brows knitting slightly.

Last night, it had already been bruised, mainly an abrasion, and she hadn’t even put on a Band-Aid. Now banged up again, it was swollen to an alarming degree.

"Tsk, you need to rest.

Dallas Taylor released his hand, stood up, gave her a glance, and sighed, "Just wait here for a moment, I’ll find someone to help you to the infirmary."

"Thank you, Instructor." Mia Ginger pulled down her pant leg.

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Camden River completed the first lap, passing by the three of them.