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

attempted to call Lena but received no

the more he felt

a familiar figure suddenly appeared before

Relief washed over him, and he rushed to embrace her. "Where did you go?!

he scrutinized her, his gentle and captivating eyes stirred a strange sensation

displayed before when she saw him, captivated

encountered a man quite like him. He was akin to a pearl glistening under the sun, radiating brilliance from head to toe. His chiseled visage and robust features exuded masculinity, yet his eyes brimmed with

still possessed the charisma of

men she had encountered in Southeast Aciatic, and they paled in

"W-Why are you looking at me

snapped

seized his arm and leaned against him, causing an unusual stiffness in Chris' body. Even he couldn't fathom why he reacted this

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

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