Chapter 663
Chapter 663:
“Jenessa!” Richard called out in the darkness, his instincts guiding him as he reached out for Jenessa. But before he could grasp her, someone collided with him unexpectedly.
“I’m sorry,” said a man, his voice tinged with panic. Richard quickly recognized the voice as the host’s.
But he had no time to respond; his thoughts were solely on finding Jenessa. The crowd, in their frantic state, had somehow flooded onto the stage.
Jenessa, unable to see anything, reached out blindly, moving forward with great difficulty. What had caused the blackout at the hotel? And what was that eerie noise earlier?
She had never imagined something like this would happen today. She worried about Brinley and Richard, hoping they were alright. The surrounding chaos was filled with screams, and even if she tried calling out, her voice would be lost in the noise.
Just as she was feeling utterly lost, someone shoved her from behind. Caught off guard, she stumbled forward, losing her balance. The sudden sense of falling filled her with dread.
“Oh, God!” Jenessa cried out, instinctively covering her stomach with her hands, paralyzed by fear.
But instead of hitting the floor, she landed in a strong embrace, stopping her fall just in time. Jenessa stared wide-eyed into the darkness, gasping for air, tears threatening to spill from the overwhelming fear she felt. After a few moments, she realized she was safe. The man had guided her to a secure corner, shielding her from the chaos.
In the dark room, Jenessa couldn’t make out his face. Her unease left her feeling numb and disconnected. She could sense the man holding her tightly in his embrace. Out of fear, her fingers instinctively clutched at his collar. It felt like the soft fabric of a suit, much like the one Richard wore today.
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“Rick? Is that you?” Jenessa asked in confusion, but got no reply.
The noise around her was relentless. Her heart pounded rapidly, and she could almost feel the man’s heartbeat syncing with her own. His warmth pressed against her skin, making her feel a bit overheated.
As moments ticked by, a familiar scent reached her nose. It was…
An unbelievable thought crossed Jenessa’s mind. Her eyes widened in shock, her mind freezing in disbelief.
The scent was so strikingly reminiscent of Ryan’s. Jenessa couldn’t believe it. How could that even be possible? Was it really him? He was supposed to be engaged to Maisie in the next hall, wasn’t he? Why would he suddenly appear here and rescue her?
For a moment, Jenessa wondered if she was imagining things. Why was Ryan on her mind at this moment? The hall was still shrouded in darkness, and Jenessa was so close to him that she could smell his familiar scent. She could even feel his slightly erratic breath and racing heartbeat. He seemed a little on edge.
Jenessa was convinced it was Ryan, as the sensations he stirred in her were too familiar. Having once been intimate with him, she believed she knew him well. There was no way she could be mistaken. Instinctively, she reached out to touch his face. If she could just make contact, she’d know for sure if it was Ryan.
But as soon as she moved her hand, the man deftly dodged her touch, as if he’d sensed her intention. Before Jenessa knew it, he was gone. Her hand grasped at nothing. She stood there, stunned, with a mix of disappointment and intrigue.
Suddenly, the lights flicked on. Jenessa squinted against the bright lights, gradually adjusting before she dared to open her eyes fully. Sure enough, no one was in front of her. It seemed the encounter had been a figment of her imagination.
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