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.

could only manage a hasty

a head, his impeccably tailored suit accentuated his impressive physique. His posture was erect, shoulders broad yet tapering to a slender waist, projecting an

adorned with silver edges, gleamed icily under the Lights, mirroring the sharpness of his jawline. He exuded

as 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 a far colder aura than Holden’s.

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

them to dance, and they drew nearer to

closed, Holden caught a delicate whiff of Ariana’s fragrance, triggering an inexplicable

oblivious to Holden’s reaction, her own nerves

extended period since she had last

she unintentionally trod on her partner’s foot, a misfortune repeating itself four or five

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repeatedly murmured her apologies in a hushed

Holden’s ears, a sense of familiarity dawned upon him, though its origin

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

sorry, sorry,” Ariana stammered, her distress palpable. Panic surged within her, the desire to vanish from