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

and still

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

“Sure,” Holden replied, nodding.

the presidential suite on the top

had been converted into a laboratory, they quickly reported their alarming findings back

N G E L A ‘s L I B R

that, Holden rushed

suite, he was struck by

lay

were also several scarves and outfits in similar

down Holden’s spine as he connected the

the middle-aged man was identical to

asked the manager for

“Mr.

the guest list,” the manager said,

dropping when he realized the middle-aged man’s name was not on

surge of anger coursed through

his bodyguards to track down the man

man stepped out of the hotel, a thin

thought he had managed