The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 633

Chapter 633: Bodyguard On Duty

In the city market, Erin was leisurely making her way through various shops, taking her sweet time while Lucian accompanied her. She bought whatever caught her fancy and handed it over to him, his hands slowly filling up with her purchases. He followed her without complaint, carrying everything dutifully.

Hours passed, and noon came and went, but she showed no signs of tiring. They stopped at one point while Erin looked around.

"My Lady, what are you looking for?" Bree asked, curious to know what her master wanted to buy next.

"Whatever catches my eye," Erin replied, her gaze sweeping across the row of shops.

"Wait for me here. I’ll first take these back to the carriage," Lucian said firmly. Though a bodyguard, he acted in authority that others could not disobey him.

As her bodyguard, he needed to be ready to protect her if anything happened, and carrying all those items was hindering him.

Without waiting for Erin’s reply, he walked away.

"My lady, are you punishing him for something?" Bree asked. "It’s been hours since he’s been carrying all that heavy stuff."

"He’s the one adamant about fulfilling his job, so let him be," Erin replied, unfazed. "Shall we eat something?"

"As you wish, my lady," Bree said.

"Go to our usual restaurant, which is a little ahead, and reserve a place for us," Erin instructed.

Bree looked around, noticing that Lucian hadn’t returned yet. She hesitated to leave Erin alone.

"I am not a child, Bree. Go ahead. He will return in a while," Erin insisted.

Though reluctant, Bree left, turning around occasionally to check on Erin.

Erin looked around, and her gaze stopped at a footwear shop ahead, across the street. ’Seems like they have something new.’

She started walking, cutting through the crowd crossing the market street in both directions. When she was in the middle of the wide crowded street, she heard a noise, more like the sound of horses despite the crowd.

A sudden commotion erupted as a heavy carriage, galloping at full speed, appeared seemingly out of nowhere, forcing their way through the crowded street. People scattered, screaming and trying to avoid the oncoming danger.

Before she could register and react to the danger coming her way, a strong hand pulled her back, her back colliding against a firm chest, a protective arm encircling her shoulder. She didn’t need to look to know who it was; her instincts told her it was him.

Once the commotion cleared, she heard his voice as he released her from his hold. "Are you alright?"