Chapter 391
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When Christina said those words, Dylan’s hands sprang away, as if he’d burned himself on something hot. For once, a faint blush and awkwardness replaced his usual stoic expression.
Watching him, Christina let a small smile curve her lips. The always aloof Dylan suddenly looked almost charming.
“Sorry,” Dylan murmured after a moment, his voice low and honest.
Christina waved off his apology with an easy tone. “No big deal,” she said, walking ahead. “I’m heading back to get some rest. I’m worn out.”
“Alright.” Dylan fell in step behind her at once.
With his long legs, he could have quickly caught up, maybe even passed her. But instead, he chose to linger just a step behind, quietly keeping watch over her like a silent guardian.
A gentle wind picked up, making Christina’s dark hair dance around her shoulders.
Her delicate, fresh fragrance trailed in the air, drifting toward Dylan and putting him strangely at ease. For reasons he couldn’t explain, a memory flashed in his mind—the young “man” wearing a chilling mask from the casino. That “man” had a similar faint scent, though it carried a different edge.
Dylan’s intense eyes stayed locked on Christina’s back. Then, once again, the silhouettes of the young “man” and Christina overlapped in his mind. The thought was so ridiculous that he almost laughed at himself for ever entertaining such an absurd notion. Their scents were similar but not identical. There was no way they were one and the same.
Just then, Christina came to an abrupt stop. She glanced over her shoulder, her hair drifting softly around her face, and sent Dylan a brilliant smile. That dazzling grin seemed to brighten the whole room, and her eyes were so clear, so untouched by the world, that they seemed almost otherworldly.
Dylan’s steps halted as well, his deep gaze locking onto hers. For a split second, it felt as though everything else had faded away. In that instant, he silently vowed that he would never let anyone upset her. Someone as wonderful as Christina deserved to stand out and shine in this world.
“How come you’re walking so slowly today?” Christina asked, her voice full of curiosity.
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The question snapped Dylan out of his thoughts. He moved closer, his face calm and unreadable. “I was lost in thought.”
Christina tipped her head, studying him. “Were you thinking about who was after you?”
Dylan answered, “I was.” In truth, he wasn’t thinking about the mastermind behind those assassins at all. His mind had been entirely consumed by thoughts of Christina.
Christina’s tone grew gentle. “I hope you can catch whoever’s behind this soon. But until then, you have to be careful.”
Dylan nodded. “I will.”
Together, they made their way back to the hospital room. Not long after, Christina slipped into a peaceful sleep.
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