When Noah noticed her hesitation, he quickly reached out for the heavy box in her hands.
"Let me carry this. I must've been heavy." He muttered, taking the box from him before she could resist.
Seeing her box was already in his arms, Selina collected the paper from him. With her intense eyes on the written brief note, she read the content telling her to move in three days, that the building needed renovation to change the interior design, which didn't fit the renters' desire for the trendy modern style. And her money was reassured to be refunded later in the evening.
Reading this, Selina looked up at Noah with piercing eyes as she took a step forward while he shifted slightly, his grip around the box tightened.
Noah swallowed hard, finding the air shifted.
She was too cold. And intimidating. But he didn't understand why he felt that way towards a woman who always appeared fragile.
He cleared his throat, regaining his poise.
