Zachary said, “Miss, you haven’t told me your name.”

“My name’s Lena.”

“Lena,” he muttered, abruptly halting his stride.

Lena was taken aback. When she turned her gaze toward him, she immediately noticed that the kindly gentleman’s countenance had changed.

His eyes were now as cold and piercing as ice in the darkness.

Before she could react, he swiftly produced a handkerchief he had prepared earlier and covered her mouth and nose.

“Mmph!” She instinctively resisted. Usually, she could easily overpower an elderly man like him, but she felt strangely feeble at that moment. Her eyelids grew heavy, and soon, her consciousness blurred. She began to slump, leaning on Zachary for support.

He stood there motionless, only crouching down beside her after a prolonged pause. He finally dialed a number on his phone, confirming her unconscious state.

“Sasha… It’s me. Come to the hospital right away and change into her clothes.”

waiting impatiently after

to call Lena but received no answer. His heart began to

retraced his steps. The more he dwelled on it, the more he felt that something was amiss. He sprinted toward

moment, a familiar

Relief washed over him, and he rushed to embrace

and captivating eyes stirred a

displayed before when she saw

had never encountered a man quite like him. He was akin to a pearl glistening under the sun, radiating brilliance from head to toe. His chiseled visage and robust features exuded masculinity, yet his

because he had served in the special forces, as he still possessed the charisma of a soldier. Strength, valor, loyalty—he was a

the men she had encountered in Southeast Aciatic, and

sensation. “W-Why are you looking at

snapped

an unusual stiffness

rarely took the initiative in such a manner with him, making today’s action quite uncommon. He should have

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