Chapter 174

Lena looked at the flower in front of her and then glanced at the surrounding scenery.

The scene that just flashed through my mind is here, and the protagonist inside is her.

So her first time with Mr. H was here?

Furrowing her brow, she lowered her head to try and recall some details, but the more she thought, the more her head ached.

She raised her hand wanting to massage her temples, but a pair of slender hands pressed against her temples and slowly began to rub.

Lena wanted to turn around, but the blindfold that covered her eyes fell on them again.

She sighed, "Is your body feeling better?"

"Um."

It seems it wasn't good yet, otherwise why would there be so little conversation.

She did not struggle and quietly waited for him to tie the cloth before turning around and asking, "Have I been to this place before?"

As soon as the words fell, the man's grip on her wrist tightened instantly, so tight that it caused her pain.

She didn't make a sound, but he quickly realized what had happened and immediately let go. However, a red mark had already appeared on her pale wrist.

He lowered his head and gently stroked her, as if to make her feel less pain.

Lena could feel his guilt, so she changed the subject.

"Wasn't our first time here?"

When she just came in, she only felt that the scene here was quite beautiful, and in the fleeting fragments, she also enjoyed it very much. How could it escalate to the point of hitting him?

The man remained silent and simply caressed her wrist.

Lena was truly fed up with the fact that she had lost her memory at this time. She didn't know anything and was always very passive.

She raised her hands to touch his face and then felt the warmth emanating from him.

"Were you still running a fever?"

"Um."

She was instantly so anxious that she wanted to tear off the cloth strip, but he held her back, "Don't look at me."

"Okay, okay, fine. Don't look, but you should at least take your medicine. How come you came out while still having a fever? What if you faint? No wonder you're not talking today, as silent as my boss. I'm really not used to it."

The man remained silent.

Lena quickly realized that she had said the wrong thing and immediately tightened her grip on his wrist. "Let's go soak in the pool, sweat it out. I didn't mean to bring up other people on purpose."

She thought he would continue to be angry, but his fingertips had already started to unbutton her clothes.

Lena's breathing immediately became erratic, and she quickly tilted her head to one side. However, realizing that she couldn't see anything to begin with, she twisted it back.

When she immersed herself in the water pool, she was leaning against Mr. H's chest, and she couldn't help but think of the gossip Clara had mentioned earlier today.

"Hey, Mr. H, do you know how the outside world is spreading rumors about your boss? They say he used to be an undercover agent, but it seems like no one really knows his exact background apart from being an undercover agent."

Mr. H's fingers gently pressed on her shoulder, with just the right amount of force, making her whole body go weak, unable to help but lean even closer in his embrace.

She briefly repeated what Clara had just said, squinting her eyes, and asked nonchalantly, "Have you heard about it here?"

The man's fingertips paused for a few seconds, "There were."

Lena instantly perked up, slowly turning around and sitting on his lap, with only one shoulder exposed.

"So, is this true?"

She was blindfolded and had no idea about the scenery around her at that moment. Under the rippling water, everything was visible.

His eyes deepened in an instant, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and his fingertips slowly moved down, gripping tightly.

"There are some exaggerations, but it's also quite accurate."

"Your boss's experience is quite legendary, no wonder he can manage Wraith Manor so well."

She sat on his lap, facing him, with her chin resting on his shoulder. Her fingers were restless, causing her voice to occasionally pause.

After a long time, the man's hand slowly stopped. "The girl who saved his life, he later found her."

Lena's eyelashes trembled, someone had deceived her with this in the past, but she had found out herself, that's fate.

The corners of the mouth curved, "So, did they get together?"

"No, the two of them had a very ugly fight."

Ah?

How could this have started as a romantic story, but ended up looking so ugly?

It was apparent that she was interested in it. As his hand gently stroked her back, he spoke, "By the time I found her, it was already too late. She had someone she loved, and there were many things that happened in between. It's hard to explain in just a few words."

Lena lowered her head and bit his shoulder, "So you knew quite a lot."

"It was all just rumors."

She felt like she had soaked enough and was about to leave, but she felt something pressing against her.

"Mr. H, you were still running a fever."

"Um."

Lena reached out her hand and touched his forehead. Due to soaking in the hot spring, his forehead was covered in sweat and his whole body was burning hot.

"Let's talk when you got better."

"Lena."

"Hmm?"

"I stole both your time and mine now."

Lena's heart instantly ached, and she immediately realized that he had been in a very bad mood today, feeling down throughout the entire day.

She quickly reassured, "It's not that I don't like it, I'm just afraid that you can't handle it, Mr. H. You're always so sensitive, and I'm tired too."

Her waist was released by a hand, and the sound of a man getting up came to her ears.

"Mr. H?"

The whole venue fell silent in an instant. She was so angry that she ripped off the cloth from her eyes. There was indeed no one here anymore.

She actually just left, leaving her alone here.

This little waiter had quite a temper.

She was angry and helpless.