His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 367

"Stephen," she called out softly. Her voice was so soft that it was instantly drowned out by the pouring rain.

Yet, Stephen still heard her voice despite the low volume.

He turned around, locking eyes with Tessa across the curtain of rain.

She was standing by the entrance while he was out in the downpour.

The rain was so heavy that it obscured her vision.

Tessa opened her umbrella, fully intending to walk into the rain.

However, Stephen, who had been emulating a statue earlier, seemed to have had his switch finally flipped the right side up. He wasted no time striding toward her.

Since he was tall and had long legs, he crossed the distance faster than Tessa could. She had only taken two steps toward him when he arrived right in front of her.

"You haven't fully recovered just yet. You shouldn't go out in the rain," he said hoarsely.

Stephen reached for her hand that wasn't holding the umbrella and gently guided her back inside.

His hand was ice-cold. Tessa couldn't help but shiver at his touch.

Stephen noticed it and immediately let go of her. "It's cold out and raining to boot. You should go back inside."

Tessa's breath caught in her throat.

It was said that one could never fake a cold, nor could they conceal the love they felt for another.

He would instinctively place her needs first, even though he was clearly grieving. Tessa felt a mix of complex emotions well up within her.

on in the hallway due to the late hour. Tessa closed her umbrella and placed it against a

"You shouldn't stay out in the rain

affection he held for her in his eyes despite the sorrow swirling in their depths. The rain continued to lash against the ground, furiously unleashing its

"Death is a natural part of life.

eyes. He stepped forward, wanting to

when he noticed his

Tessa's

he did or didn't do

little details-the same details that she

let his hands fall and said quietly, "I'm

he was

was like another repeat

eyes in frustration, saying huffily, "You

to melt. He was just about

around

familiar scent surrounded him. Stephen instantly

her hold around him, whispering, "Will you feel better if I hug

surge

a soft furnace, chasing away the chill in his bones, warming him

returned her embrace, his movements

touch. However, I know grief isn't something you can suppress. just hope you won't neglect

that she had no idea how to

work miracles,"

ice in Stephen's heart thawed instantly, melting

stepped

that, then."

eyes, avoiding his