Those eyes...

Lizetta Gardenia's heart skipped a beat, her grip on the glass of water loosening until it slipped.

Crash!

The glass shattered on the floor, hot water splashing everywhere.

"Careful!"

The man's voice was a stern shout, moving swiftly to Lizetta's side a second before the boiling water could reach her.

With a strong arm, he pulled Lizetta towards him, spinning around to move her out of harm's way.

"What happened?"

"Did you get burned?"

Dora rushed out at the sound, her question overlapping with the man's concerned voice from above.

Dora hurried forward, quickly moving Lizetta behind her, eyeing the man in front of them warily.

Lizetta, now away from the man, felt her limbs trembling slightly.

as she looked up

as he looked at her with a mix of surprise and polite

by his right eye, realizing he didn't quite

stormy grey-blue, suggesting mixed heritage. That familiar, intense

the emergency, Dora spoke in English, while the man had been

native

calmed her racing heart, trying to steady

by the news from Zion City, feeling a

knocked over the glass. Fortunately, this gentleman was quick to react and pulled me away, so I didn't get burned." She then turned to the tall figure of the man,

for

man nodded, turning back to inspect

the floor, while Lizetta poured herself another glass of

the glass on a small table next to the fireplace, holding her belly as she

feeling a

looked at him, but

seemingly making casual conversation before adding, "My wife is also pregnant.

his head, a look of helplessness

at his words. His earlier actions must have been driven by thoughts of

her belly, smiling

pregnant is always tough. The physical changes and hormonal

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