Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 928

Ariana stood, her disbelief palpable. How could it be so coincidental that they picked her?!

Utterly embarrassed, she longed to avoid the gaze of anyone in the room.

Just as she contemplated declining, the host strode forward, holding a * Applause microphone, and declared, “Welcome our two Lucky guests followed his words, led by his own claps.

The audience joined in, yet their eyes couldn’t help but gravitate towards Ariana’s attire, sparking murmurs of discussion.

Trapped in this predicament, Ariana realized escape was futile. With reluctance, she ascended the stage, her discomfort tangible.

Both Ariana and Holden were like reluctant ducks thrust into the spotlight, their expressions far from composed, especially Holden’s. Even behind his mask, his foul mood was evident.

“Can you dance?” Holden’s words cut coldly through the air, directed at the flamboyantly dressed individual before him.

overcome with embarrassment, could only manage a hasty nod in

at the man before her. Towering over her by a head, his impeccably tailored suit accentuated his impressive physique. His posture was erect, shoulders

butterfly mask, adorned with silver edges, gleamed icily under the Lights, mirroring the sharpness of his jawline. He exuded an air that

he was, Ariana couldn’t help but envision a flawless

with him. He bore a faint resemblance to Holden, even obscured by the mask, yet his presence exuded

— how could someone of his demeanor be present at such a dance? Ariana briefly contemplated but

music commenced, beckoning them to dance, and they drew nearer to each other, moving

whiff of Ariana’s fragrance,

reaction, her own nerves

had last danced, and the intricate steps eluded her

multiplied. In a mere heartbeat, she unintentionally trod on her partner’s foot, a misfortune

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repeatedly murmured her apologies in a

of familiarity dawned upon him,

clasped Ariana’s hand, guiding her through the dance as the music swirled around them. Yet, her attire was ill-suited for the twirling motion, causing her to stumble. Inadvertently, she ensnared her own skirt

stammered, her distress palpable. Panic surged within her, the desire to vanish from the stage nearly