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." -

after delivering the bags to Room

received no answer. His

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

moment, a familiar figure suddenly

to embrace her. "Where did you go?! You really scared

gentle and captivating

radiated a light she had never displayed before when she saw

a pearl glistening under the sun, radiating brilliance

in the special forces, as he still possessed the charisma of a soldier. Strength, valor, loyalty—he was a man who would stand out no matter

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sensation. "W-Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something

snapped

causing an unusual stiffness in Chris'

theory, Lena rarely took the initiative in such a manner with him, making today's action quite uncommon. He should have reciprocated, but a subconscious impulse led him to push

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