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Chapter 179 Prohibited

After coming down from the snowy slope, Imogen received a Facebook message from Yann. As expected, his friend had declined.

Imogen replied. [Too bad. Maybe next time.]

Yann responded with an emoji.

Troy’s face fell when he noted Imogen’s message.

The restaurant where Imogen and her friends were having dinner had a large floor–to–ceiling window that provided a view of the scenery outside.

Due to the absence of a clear sense of time, the meal times of tourists were irregular, and at that moment, the restaurant wasn’t too crowded.

Halfway through their meal, someone exclaimed, “Look! Is that the northern lights?”

In the deep blue sky, a faint green hue flashed, barely noticeable without careful observation. Nevertheless, it caught the attention of many tourists.

Before long, the northern lights suddenly burst forth in a brilliant display, vast expanses of green accompanied by hints of white and magenta painted the immense sky.

Some tourists who had been resting in their hotel rooms rushed outside.

Imogen and her friends abandoned their meals and went out to capture the northern lights. As Imogen was searching for the right angle, she suddenly sensed a piercing gaze fixed on her, making her feel as if she were on pins and needles, much like the night before the last.

Subconsciously, she looked around, trying to identify who was staring at her.

However, the surrounding tourists were all busy capturing the northern lights, and no one seemed to be looking at her.

Imogen’s gaze shifted toward the second floor of the cabin hotel.

At that moment, the piercing gaze vanished.

After a moment of contemplation, Imogen turned back and continued photographing the northern lights.

Suddenly, she felt that gaze fixed on her again.

Pretending not to notice, she continued taking photos, but that gaze seemed to cling to her, monitoring her every move.

Imogen was certain that the gaze wasn’t just a casual glance from a tourist. It was directed specifically at her.

She swiftly turned her head and surveyed the hotel’s second floor.

Several rooms had their lights on, many of which had their windows open and their occupants capturing the northern lights from within.

had even rushed outside to capture

rooms shrouded

wasn’t sure which room

aimed it in the direction of the. Although she looked as if

against the backdrop of the northern lights, she

one, carefully examining

the curtains were swaying slightly

as she turned

lights on. Its window was shut, and the

she was certain that there

of rooms and counted based on the hotel’s room numbering system.

were engrossed in photographing the northern lights, Imogen excused herself, claiming she was

work if she were to

consideration, she quickly walked to the restaurant and spoke

their local language, “Excuse me, my friend has a stomachache. Could you bring some water over? The room

toward the window, still muttering to herself in local language, “Of all times,

“Please hurry. I’ll go outside to

left the restaurant. In a corner outside the restaurant where she wouldn’t be seen, she leaned against the wall and peered out, watching

The staff prepared some water and a few tablets that could relieve stomachache. Carrying

out and observed the hallway. The staff knocked on the door of room

was a delicate girl and was taken aback upon seeing the young

The

but quickly pieced together the situation. He hadn’t expected Imogen to

accepted the tray from the staff appreciatively before closing

her head back and

the young man. It was

had felt that Yann was acting

turned out

watching me that night! He couldn’t have just known about me from the news,” she

Facebook message

her. [Do I have a

she saw his straightforward question. She hesitated for a moment before replying. [I saw you staying in

feeling well. How did you

just now. How did you know I was staying in this room?] Imogen hadn’t expected Yann to admit it so directly. [I saw you entering the room this morning.] Seeing the message, Yann smiled briefly, glanced at Troy, but didn’t deny anything. [In that case, should thank you for your concern. I am indeed not feeling well. I went to sleep

was staying in room 0208, he had indeed been to room 0207 that

also said to

invitation. [Rest well. Are you really not joining us for

wanted to see what Yann’s

as he replied. [No, my friend doesn’t

a pity you came here with a friend this time, so you can’t leave your