"You knew it was dangerous, so why did you still step in?"

"I..." Nina began to respond, but Nash interrupted her and continued, "What if help hadn't arrived in time?"

Nina had not thought about this question. She believed she could handle the situation at the time and she did not want to worry Nash. She casually replied, "I timed it right, there wouldn't have been a problem." "Nina, have you never been seriously injured before?" Nash's expression was grave, his brows furrowed tightly. Each of her defenses felt like a stab to his heart.

If something happened to her, it would be too late.

Nina paused, not sure how to answer him, and sincerely contemplated his words.

Her life had been quite comfortable from childhood to adulthood.

Except for that one kidnapping incident.

But she had not been injured during that time, and Nash had already endured the worst of it.

"I probably haven't had any serious injuries, but I've had my fair share of bumps and bruises," Nina said.

"What if the police hadn't arrived, or you couldn't escape in time? Would you have just taken a beating? Before saving others, can't you ensure your own safety first? What if something serious happened?" "It's just a minor issue."

"The next time could be a major one," Nash's voice was low. "I know you intervened because she's Grandpa George's granddaughter, but I don't want you to get hurt. You should protect yourself before helping others. You should call me, wherever you are, I'll come right away."

He seemed genuinely concerned about her and he uttered more words of concern.

She knew he was afraid of her getting hurt, but it also stirred something within her, albeit just slightly.

"Have you never thought of me when you're in trouble?" Nash asked again.

Nina was momentarily caught off guard by his question. She disliked troubling others.

For her, Nash was just a nominal husband, making it even more unlikely for her to bother him. Whenever faced with difficulties, she preferred to handle them on her own.

Of course, in their marriage, he had helped her. She had also paid an equal price, not really causing him any trouble.

Perhaps it was her pride that did not allow it.

Seeing her silence, Nash began again, "We've been together for so long, and you've always taken care of everything for me, never giving me a reason to worry. So why do you think I wouldn't help you when you're in trouble?"

"Understood. If there's a next time, I'll think of you," Nina felt pressured by his question and had to answer him first to avoid further entanglement.

Her words sounded compliant, but Nash's gaze remained fixed on her.

He realized something. Nina never seemed to view him as a husband, yet she always fulfilled the responsibilities of a wife.

She understood him well. He had indeed enjoyed all the benefits she offered. But she had never expected anything from him.

Was that good or bad?

Previously, he would not have paid attention to these things or cared whether Nina needed him.

Now he felt this was their problem.

"Remember, I'm your husband." Nash wanted to remind her that he would also fulfill his duties as a husband.

Some words were better left unsaid, and Nina would not dwell on them too much. Expecting too much and receiving too little was the most uncomfortable feeling.

Nash had someone bring iodine to disinfect her wound. Nina wanted to refuse, as it was just a small scratch but Nash insisted, considering even a minor wound as cause for alarm. "The car was damaged and I took it for repairs," Nina mentioned.

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