A niggle of worry plagued Natasha, for there were four skilled fighters and a few strapping men with Lyna besides the three men keeping watch here. If I'm alone, I can naturally escape without any problem, but what about Hannah? My main task is to protect her.
Taking Hannah's hand, she carefully walked out. To their surprise, they didn't encounter a single soul throughout their trek out.
As Hannah worriedly pondered on that, she suddenly caught sight of a huge group of people in front of her that had appeared out of nowhere. Staring ahead, it was a vast sea of black.
“Quick, run!”
Grabbing Natasha's hand, Hannah made to whirl
around, but Natasha stilled her.
Natasha had swiftly discerned that they were Fabian's men, while Lyna's men were all kneeling in front of Fabian.
“Understood, Mr. Norton.”
As Natasha said that, she started toward Fabian and the others without giving Hannah any chance to protest.
“Are you okay?” Fabian asked anxiously when he saw Hannah.
Then, he grabbed her, looking her up and down to check whether she sustained any injuries.
Pushing his hand away in slight embarrassment, Hannah murmured softly, “Thank you, Fabian... I mean, Mr. Norton.”
However, Fabian didn't loosen his hold on her this time. Instead, he took a step forward and pulled her into his arms. No matter how much she struggled, he showed no signs of letting her go.
“Please come back to me. Hannah, I really can't live without you!” he declared passionately as he stared into her eyes while cradling her head with both hands.
In truth, Hannah really wanted to say “okay” right then and there.
But can I do that? I'll only bring him greater trouble if I go back!
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