With the umbrella in hand, Zayne hurried along the path. From the lights on the gates, he could see from afar that Sylvie was still kneeling there. Not only was she drenched, but she was also deathly pale from head to toe.
After exiting the gates, he held the umbrella over her even as he reached out to help her up. “Don't kneel here anymore. Grandpa said he's no longer mad at you.”
Sylvie tilted her head back at looked up at him. “Really?” Her voice was a touch hoarse.
When his car drove into the mansion earlier, she knew that she had a high chance of winning this time. But she never expected she still had to wait so long that she had gone numb from the rain.
If he had come out a few seconds later, she would have definitely left.
“Yes.” Only when Zayne made contact with her arm did he realize that her body was as cold as ice.
Seeing that she couldn't get to her feet, he scooped her up and placed her into the car at the side.
After getting into the car, he draped a thick towel over her and ordered the driver to raise the temperature.
Sylvie's entire body had gone stiff to the point that she couldn't even hold the towel.
When the car took a corner rather speedily, her stiffened body pitched at Zayne. Fortunately, Zayne was swift to support her. He then snagged another towel and wrapped it around her wet hair.
“Thank you,” Sylvie muttered weakly.
She had knelt in the rain for several hours, so her body was still chilly despite the warm air from the heater. Luckily, she didn't run a fever.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Zayne carried Sylvie out of the car.
A few young ladies were checking in at the spacious front desk. One of them caught sight of Zayne, and her eyes lit up.
“Zayne!”
Without waiting for the man to approach her, the girl went over to him.
She had short hair that reached her ears, an oval face, and a pair of crystalline eyes that could seemingly speak. On the whole, she was very much vibrant.
When Faith noticed that Zayne was carrying a woman, her animated expression froze.
“Faith?” Zayne was also stunned for a few seconds at the sight of her.
He then inquired, “Why are you here?”
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