Mr. Walton!

Chapter 48 I'm here, it's okay!

William Walton walked to her side and handed the flower to her: "Congratulations, the defense is over."

She extended her hand and received the flower.

"Thank you."

"Why are you so weak? Did you fail? In my opinion, you will never fail. "

She tried her best to control her emotions.

She pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't say anything.

William Walton frowned: "Looks like you are really sad. What happened?"

He was the first person that could tell from her expression that she had something on her mind.

The more painful the situation was, the more she would disguise herself because she didn't know what to do.

She would make herself look no different from an ordinary person.

Mother once said, the strongest thing in the world is not steel, but the human's heart.

How strong your heart is, how strong you can be.

Mom also said, do not let people easily see your weakness, that way, you will become very easy to bully.

The cell phone in her bag rang.

She lowered her head and opened her bag before taking out her phone to take a look.

Seeing that it was Avery Harris, she immediately hung up and threw it back into her bag.

She still hadn't decided how to face him.

William Walton raised his eyebrows, "Are you not going to answer the phone?"

"I don't want to."

She took a deep breath.

"Thank you for the flowers. I'll go back first."

She was about to go into the house.

William Walton tugged on her wrist. "What happened and who bullied you?"

His voice was so authoritative that she couldn't help but look back at him.

Seeing the mist in her eyes flicker, he frowned, "Tell me, if you don't speak, no one can help you."

She raised her delicate and beautiful eyes.

"Can I use your embrace?"

With that, she stepped forward, holding the flower in one hand and putting her other hand around his waist.

She then pressed her cheek against his shoulder.

She thought that if she continued to be alone, she would go crazy.

She forced herself to calm down in his arms.

His arms were so warm, so warm.

"William Walton, can you touch my head and tell me, it's okay?"

William Walton lowered his head to look at her who was in his embrace and felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

He put one hand around her waist, the other gently stroking her hair, his chin resting on her head.

"With me here, everything will be ok."

Her heart shrank, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

Yes, if her mother was still alive, she would comfort her in the way.

If Dad...

It was just an ordinary father who loved her.

In this case, he would probably tell her, 'Don't be afraid, I'll be there for you no matter what happens.'