Love's Perfect Match

Yelena immediately sensed something suspicious.

"Why do I feel like there's something sinister behind those words?" she remarked.

The man shrugged, wearing a somewhat resigned expression.

"I know it does sound a bit malicious, and perhaps a tad too blunt."

"In that case, maybe we shouldn't get to know each other," Yelena commented while rising from her seat, ready to go to another "battlefield."

After all, she had no idea where conversing with the man in front of her might lead her.

"Why not get to know each other? Don't you want to hear about Hank?"

The man’s voice remained soft, but it seemed to have struck her soul, leaving her momentarily stunned.

"About whom did you say?"

"Hank," he repeated.

Yelena lost her composure in an instant.When she looked up, she had tears welling in her eyes.

"What do you know about him? And how did you find out about our relationship?"

The man appeared slightly surprised.He had initially thought the young lady before him would be easy to deceive, but it turned out she could ask such probing questions.

Yelena continued to stare at him as if trying to bore a hole through his face.She was certain they didn't know each other at all.But if they were strangers, how could he know about her relationship with Hank so clearly? "I know things about him, but there's no hurry to share that with you.I can take my time," the man replied with an unusually composed smile.

"As for how I know about the two of you, you can take your time and make a guess." Yelena despised riddles the most. She lost all interest upon hearing his words.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it. Honestly, I don't really want to know."

After saying that, she unhesitatingly left this place.But before she could take more than a few steps, the man behind her languidly spoke up.

"Don't you care about whether he is alive or not? I think he is on the verge of dying." Yelena swiftly turned around.

"What do you know? Tell me now."

The man glanced around and shook his head.

the best place to talk

her bag, Yelena took a

place for

man put on a

you wouldn't refuse me.Let's go,

had ended up leaving with someone else the second Federick took his eyes off her! She had initially planned to sit with the man at a cafe, but the man insisted

last, he brought

to be

kept thinking that the

simply shrugged,

a secluded environment, that's

anything Yelena could

couldn't possibly force him to comply when she was the one seeking information from him.So,

located far up

motion sickness, but the winding and

wouldn't have expected you to get

pitied the pitiful-looking

forcefully suppressed the urge to vomit and gripped

unyielding in his words

"We're almost there."

another half an hour, the two finally stopped at the entrance of a

get out

the door and got out as soon as the car came to a halt before she squatted on the roadside, retching

the banquet was a glass of

felt like she was about to vomit the acid from

before you bring me to your house

have passed out if she had eaten anything

some reason, the man found her words somewhat

course, we can do

that, Yelena nodded and stood up while swaying unsteadily.Her face

her condition, the man went up to her

in surprise and immediately wrapped her arms around

the hell are you doing?

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