Chapter 422 How Do You Want Me to Thank You
The turbulence finally eased up, but Riley's mind was still a total blank.
Riley only began to calm down once the plane landed smoothly. Reflecting on the recent events, she still felt a bit shaken.
Donovan then whispered, "I assured you we'd land safely. So, can you let go of me now, Ms. Monroe?"
Hearing that, Riley was suddenly jolted back to reality.
She'd been so panicked earlier that she almost forgot Donovan was right next to her.
Riley was confused, 'Let go of him? What was he talking about?'
As she tried to figure it out, she felt something move in her left hand.
Riley looked down and saw that where their seats met, her hand was tightly gripping Donovan's.
To be exact, there were even scratches from her fingers on his big hand. Her own hand had grown so stiff from the grip that she hadn't even noticed.
Seeing their clasped hands, Riley was stunned for a few seconds before she quickly let go of Donovan's hand.
Donovan, unfazed, just chuckled.
It wasn't until she let go that Riley realized she was covered in a cold sweat, and her palm was all clammy.
Realizing this, Riley instinctively glanced at Donovan beside her, only to see him grabbing a tissue and slowly wiping his palm.
No doubt, his palm was sweaty from her grip, which made Riley feel embarrassed.
As she calmed down, Donovan's earlier comforting gestures started to come back to her.
Even though she wanted to keep her distance from him, Riley had to admit she felt a sense of relief. Thankfully, he had been there with her.
Coming back to her senses, Riley looked seriously at Donovan, "Thanks for comforting me earlier, otherwise..."
Donovan tossed the tissue he used to wipe the sweat and turned to meet her gaze. He immediately noticed the cold sweat still on Riley's forehead and frowned.
Riley thought he was bothered by her attitude and bit her lip, feeling a bit lost.
She should have treated Donovan like a stranger, but he had just comforted her when she needed it most. She couldn't bring herself to be cold to him.
As she was bewildered, two tissues were handed to her, and Donovan's voice followed, "Wipe your sweat. Your forehead is covered in it. The plane has landed now; there's no need to be afraid anymore."
Riley was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted. She raised her hand to take the tissues and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Then she looked at Donovan again. "Thank you so much. It was my first time experiencing something like that, and I lost my composure."
Donovan raised an eyebrow indifferently. "And then? Just a verbal thank you?"
Riley furrowed her brow slightly, looking troubled as she faced Donovan. "Then, what do you want?"
Hearing her cold address, Donovan sarcastically curled his lips. "I hope you won't avoid me anymore, Ms. Monroe."
Hearing this, Riley was stunned for a few seconds and lowered her eyes without responding.
She was indeed very grateful to Donovan for this incident, but she would still maintain the necessary distance.
Seeing her attitude, Donovan was silent for a few seconds. He then stood up from his seat with a blank expression and said coldly, "If you can't do that, then forget it."
With that, he stepped off the plane.
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