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.

face was pale as

his head slightly, his brows furrowed as he looked at her with a mix of

noticed a scar by his right eye, realizing he didn't

were a stormy grey-blue, suggesting mixed heritage. That familiar, intense gaze she thought

spoke in English, while the

native language in

racing heart, trying

unsettled by the news from Zion City, feeling

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

for just

back to inspect the fireplace, crouching

to get cleaning supplies for the floor, while Lizetta poured herself

belly as she was about to head back to her room when the man suddenly spoke. "Must be hard, carrying a

paused, feeling a stir

looked at

"My wife is also pregnant. Due to

head, a look of helplessness crossing his

actions must have been driven by thoughts of his own

gently touched her belly,

changes

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