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." -

had been waiting impatiently after

received no answer.

The more he dwelled on it, the more he felt that something was

that moment, a familiar figure suddenly

over him, and he rushed to embrace

her, his gentle and captivating eyes stirred a strange sensation in Sasha's

displayed before when

He was akin to a pearl glistening under the sun, radiating brilliance from head to toe. His chiseled

the special forces, as he still possessed the charisma of a

men she had encountered in Southeast Aciatic, and they paled

"W-Why are you looking at me like

Sasha snapped

stiffness in Chris' body. Even he couldn't

with him, making today's action quite uncommon. He should have reciprocated, but a subconscious impulse

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