His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 429

The haunted house was dimly lit with eerie red lights hanging overhead. Creepy music assailed their ears from hidden speakers, sending chills down their spines. Tessa and Stephen were walking down the path together.

In the beginning, Tessa was only slightly scared and wasn't as terrified as Quentin.

However, her bravery was scattered to the wind when a ghost suddenly fell upon them.

The ghost was wearing a wedding dress, and her hair was a mess. Her face was a deathly shade of white, and tears of blood rolled down her cheeks. The ghost hovered midair, her dull eyes locking with Tessa's.

Tessa screamed and instinctively threw herself into Stephen's arms.

Stephen swatted the ghost away and wrapped his arms around Tessa. Then, he gently comforted her, saying softly, "It's alright, Tess. It's not real. It's just a prop." The ghost wasn't even human.

Tessa remained in Stephen's embrace, trembling in fear.

Stephen continued to hug her, softly patting her back. He soothed her frayed nerves, murmuring words of comfort. "There, there. Don't be scared."

It took a while for Tessa to calm down.

She distanced herself from Stephen's arms and whispered, "I'm so sorry about that. I was startled, and I just..."

"It's alright," Stephen replied. His voice was filled with concern as he asked, "Are you okay? We can leave if you aren't."

"I'm fine. It was just so sudden, so I..." she trailed off, her voice barely audible toward the end.

could tell that

comment about her state of mind. He

before holding Tessa's

felt the warm sensation against her

she relaxed a moment

draw her hand away. Instead, she allowed him to hold

left a lingering

but trudge forward reluctantly and cautiously, rightfully afraid that yet

noticed her unease. So, he stayed vigilant, keeping a keen

they walked a short

appeared from the side. It was about to

her into his arms

the same moment, another ghost dressed in

slowly, like a

through her act. The ghost was merely

don't look."

gentle yet firm. He cupped the back of her head and pressed ker face against his

wildly in her chest, threatening to leap

me, could you let us pass?" Stephen said to the ghost

ghost dressed in white skidded to a stop,

time a participant had spoken to her so