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." -

impatiently after delivering the bags to

attempted to call Lena but received no answer. His heart began to

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

familiar figure suddenly appeared

him, and he rushed to embrace her. "Where did you go?! You really

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

radiated a light she had never displayed before when

sun, radiating brilliance from head to toe. His chiseled visage and robust features exuded masculinity, yet his eyes

he had served 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

encountered in Southeast Aciatic, and they paled in comparison

Lena?" He began to experience a strange sensation. "W-Why are you looking at me like that?

Sasha snapped back to

causing an unusual stiffness in Chris' body. Even he couldn't

manner with him, making today's action quite uncommon. He should

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