Chapter: 1192

Arching an eyebrow in light amusement, Rosalynn whispered to his unconscious form, “Quite a looker you are. Had it not been for me, you would have met the Grim Reaper far too soon.”

The sleeping man’s index finger twitched almost as if stirred by her words.

Preparing to take her leave, Rosalynn rose from her seat.

But just as she was about to walk away, her hand was caught in a firm grip.

Frozen in surprise, she turned to meet the gaze of the now-awake man.

and dark, like

an eyebrow, asking, “Are

uttering a word, the man continued to look at her. His

settle back

unwell?

Looked at

slightly frustrated, Rosalynn probed further,

to her

wordless

on Rosalynn’s hand tightened in response,

heaved a resigned sigh. “Could you let go of my hand,

remained firm, making her wonder about

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