NovelEnglishChapter 465: When Connor embraced her, Marissa felt as though she might dissolve from the warmth. Her heart raced, struggling to calm.
"What are you doing?" she asked, flustered, attempting to gently push him away. "Don't cso close. Return to your spot and rest!" "Stay still," Connor whispered.
Marissa hesitated, realizing he wasn't doing anything inappropriate besides holding her close and kissing her neck. His soothing voice reassured her, "It's just a hug. Don't be nervous. Relax and sleep." Marissa felt like a frightened rabbit soothed by its caretaker. Gradually, she relaxed and ceased to resist. To her surprise, being held by him felt remarkably comforting and safe.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt brought back memories of the refugee camp in Blo Grein, where Kevin would hold her every night to comfort her during the constant shelling. She could only sleep peacefully when he held her.
Thoughts of Kevin weighed heavily on her heart once more. When might she encounter Kevin? Amid the vast sea of people, where was he? Was he, like her, ceaselessly searching for her? Keep reading gVlWith these thoughts and her profound yearning for Kevin, she gradually drifted into sleep.
Awakening the next morning, she found the sun already streaming through the window. Before opening her eyes, Marissa sensed soreness throughout her body. Her night had been restless, haunted by dreams predominantly of Kevin.
In her dreams, he held her hand amidst ruins, carrying her through bombings, battling fiercely for food against adults and ending up bloodied, and humming melodies to lull her to sleep in the wilderness. Her dreams unfolded like a cinematic reel, transporting her back to those days of turmoil and fear.
Despite her immense strength, capable of single-handedly defeating an entire army on the battlefield as the renowned Black Snake, being the chief instructor of the world's largest martial arts organization, Doomsday Base, her dreams were haunted by terror.
Embedded deep within her soul, those fears compelled her to cry out in despair-filled dreams, momentarily forgetting her transformation into the feared Black Snake of the mercenary world.
Now awake, she remained overwhelmed with sadness, on the verge of tears, still ensnared in that terrifying realm, unable to shake herself back to reality.
Connor's voice suddenly pierced through the silence. "If you're awake, open your eyes." Marissa complied, finding him fully dressed, seated at the edge of her bed, watching her intently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Did you have a nightmare?" he gently inquired.
Marissa hesitated briefly. "How did you know?" "You were crying in your sleep," Connor revealed.
Unwilling to delve into her dreams, Marissa rose, massaged her aching shoulders, and made her way to the bathroom. As the bathroom door closed, Connor's expression darkened.
He hadn't disclosed that not only had she cried in her sleep, but she had also repeatedly called out a om name-Kevin Clearly, it was a man's name. She cried for that man, pleading, "Don't leave me! Why have you not cto find me? I miss you so much, truly so much!"
In the middle of the night, he had been awakened by her cries. Observing her turmoil and tears as she called gut that man's nin her sleep, he seemed to finally understand why she didn't love him back. It was because she held a place in her heart for a man named Kevin.
He felt an overwhelming surge of jealousy. Once, he had been jealous of Bee, but that had turned out to be aljoke. Now, being jealous of this man named Kevin didn't seem like a joke at all. Just then, Marissa emerged from the bathroom, having changed her clothes. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he asked directly, "Who is Kevin?"
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