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.

stiff, and slow. But then, his pace

were almost unsteady. Then, he saw her face. The face he had dreamed of day and night now appeared before him after 36

say something, but his vocal

to toe. She had lost weight. Her skin was a bit more tanned, and there

was about to ask, but

pressed against 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 over the

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

like he wanted to merge her into his

feel the pain and began struggling fiercely. But Hendrix didn't care. He

pulled Noelle away but kept a tight hold around her wrist.

harder. Her eyes were filled with fear

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

you? This is a police station! Hey, aren't you guys