The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 746

Hendrix's phone continued to ring. Beside him, Jerry was still rambling about something. The man sitting next to her was speaking animatedly, trying to explain himself.

But all those sounds faded into nothing for Hendrix. His vision narrowed to only the woman in front of him. She was sitting beside the man, wearing a rough but clean white shirt, her hair tied into a low ponytail.

Hendrix was actually standing quite far from her. But the woman's figure was etched into his mind. His breathing grew rapid, his hands clenched, and even his shoulders began to tremble slightly.

"Mr. Freeman?" Jerry had been talking the whole time. But when he realized Hendrix hadn't responded, he couldn't help but call out to him.

Hendrix didn't answer. He just stood there, staring intently at the woman.

"Mr. Freeman, are you—" Jerry wanted to say more, but Hendrix had already started walking toward her.

hesitant, stiff, and slow. But

steps were almost unsteady. Then, he saw her face. The face he had

his lips even twitched. He wanted to say something, but his vocal cords and other senses seemed to vanish at that

Her skin was a bit more tanned, and there was a

noticed him and was about to ask,

his chest and he felt her warmth against him, Hendrix finally knew-this wasn't a dream. No one knew how many times he had dreamed of this moment

matched only by the terror and fear he felt upon waking. But now, he could confirm it wasn't a dream. It was real—he had finally found

held her tightly, his grip so strong it felt like he wanted to merge her into his very bones. The people around him were shouting something, but he didn't listen or pay them

fiercely. But Hendrix didn't care. He just kept holding her until someone

then did Hendrix come back to his senses. He pulled Noelle away but kept a tight hold around her

she screamed and struggled even harder. Her eyes were filled with fear

reacting this way. Just as he was about to say something,

police station! Hey,