Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Holden scrutinized the man, noting his strong accent and the smoothness of his explanation.

Had he made a mistake by suspecting the man?

Still, he felt that there was something amiss about the man.

As he contemplated, Holden’s attention was drawn to the stroller the man had been pushing.

A soft whimper echoed from it.

He quickly lifted the cover of the stroller.

To his surprise, a small dog stared up at him.

The dog barked, tail wagging enthusiastically, looking adorable.

“It’s my dog, Chocolate,” the middle-aged man said.

“I always take him with me when I travel.”

He retrieved his phone, scrolling eagerly through photos that revealed Chocolate’s adventures in different places.

A wave of disappointment washed over Holden.

He had misjudged this man; he was just a traveler.

alongside that disappointment, a knot of anxiety twisted in

still

middle-aged man asked tentatively, “If everything’s okay, can I leave with my

“Sure,” Holden replied, nodding.

Holden’s bodyguards reached the presidential suite on the top

a laboratory, they quickly reported

A ‘s L I

that, Holden rushed

was struck

toys lay scattered among

scarves and outfits in

spine

the middle-aged man

turned abruptly and asked the

“Mr.

the guest list,” the manager said, offering it with

quickly, his heart dropping when he

anger coursed through him-he had been

bodyguards to track down the man

the hotel, a thin smile

had managed to