Zachary said, "Miss, you haven't told me your name."

"My name's Lena."

"Lena," he muttered, abruptly halting his stride.

Lena was taken aback. When she turned her gaze toward him, she immediately noticed that the kindly gentleman's countenance had changed.

His eyes were now as cold and piercing as ice in the darkness.

Before she could react, he swiftly produced a handkerchief he had prepared earlier and covered her mouth and nose.

"Mmph!" She instinctively resisted. Usually, she could easily overpower an elderly man like him, but she felt strangely feeble at that moment. Her eyelids grew heavy, and soon, her consciousness blurred. She began to slump, leaning on Zachary for support.

He stood there motionless, only crouching down beside her after a prolonged pause. He finally dialed a number on his phone, confirming her unconscious state.

"Sasha... It's me. Come to the hospital right away and change into her clothes." -

been waiting impatiently after delivering

but received no answer. His heart began

the more he felt that something was amiss. He sprinted toward the hospital entrance, scanning

moment, a familiar

and he rushed to embrace her. "Where did you

he scrutinized her, his gentle and captivating eyes stirred

she had never displayed before when she saw him, captivated

pearl glistening under the sun, radiating brilliance from head to toe. His chiseled visage and robust features exuded masculinity, yet his eyes brimmed with tenderness and

in the special forces, as he still possessed the charisma of a soldier. Strength, valor, loyalty—he was a

recalled the men she had encountered in Southeast

"W-Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my

snapped

an unusual stiffness

with him, making today's action

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