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.

disappointment, a knot of

Moss and still had no idea where he might be

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

“Sure,” Holden replied, nodding.

reached the presidential suite on

into a laboratory, they

‘s L I B R A

Holden rushed

the suite, he was struck by an

toys lay scattered among laboratory

were also several scarves and outfits in

spine

worn by the middle-aged man was identical

the

“Mr.

the guest list,” the manager said, offering it

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

of anger coursed

his bodyguards to

the middle-aged man stepped out of the hotel, a thin smile flickered

he had managed