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His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 367

"Stephen," she called out softly. Her voice was so soft that it was instantly drowned out by the pouring rain.

Yet, Stephen still heard her voice despite the low volume.

He turned around, locking eyes with Tessa across the curtain of rain.

She was standing by the entrance while he was out in the downpour.

The rain was so heavy that it obscured her vision.

Tessa opened her umbrella, fully intending to walk into the rain.

However, Stephen, who had been emulating a statue earlier, seemed to have had his switch finally flipped the right side up. He wasted no time striding toward her.

Since he was tall and had long legs, he crossed the distance faster than Tessa could. She had only taken two steps toward him when he arrived right in front of her.

"You haven't fully recovered just yet. You shouldn't go out in the rain," he said hoarsely.

Stephen reached for her hand that wasn't holding the umbrella and gently guided her back inside.

His hand was ice-cold. Tessa couldn't help but shiver at his touch.

Stephen noticed it and immediately let go of her. "It's cold out and raining to boot. You should go back inside."

Tessa's breath caught in her throat.

It was said that one could never fake a cold, nor could they conceal the love they felt for another.

He would instinctively place her needs first, even though he was clearly grieving.

Tessa felt a mix of complex emotions well up within her.

There was only a single dim light turned on in the hallway due to the late hour.

Tessa closed her umbrella and placed it against a stone pillar.

"You…" she trailed off. Then, she continued, "You shouldn't stay out in the rain either."

"Alright," Stephen replied, staring at her the entire time. She could see the affection he held for her in his eyes despite the sorrow swirling in their depths.

The rain continued to lash against the ground, furiously unleashing its wrath.

They stood across from each other in the hallway, the silence deafening.

After a pregnant pause, Tessa finally said, "Death is a natural part of life. My condolences."

A ripple of emotion appeared in Stephen's eyes. He stepped forward, wanting to pull her into his arms.

However, he stopped short when he noticed his drenched state.

His actions made Tessa's heart waver once more.

He had always treated her with the utmost care. Every single act he did or didn't do was something that was done out of love.

It was the little details—the same details that she couldn't possibly dismiss.

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