Chapter 1688

The wait was torturous, and even another minute more was unbearable. Mavis was on the brink of losing her composure entirely. Looking up at the starry sky, she whispered, "Where are you?" … Meanwhile, in a small fishing village on the border of Gurenchti, a young woman was tending to an unconscious man. The man, even with his injuries and pale, weakened state, had an undeniably handsome face. Kristen Serrano carefully placed a damp cloth on his forehead, trying to reduce his fever. She had been taking care of him for three days now. The man had a phone, a gun, and several chips and other items, all of which she had placed on the table beside him. She stared at the handsome man lying on the bed and could not help but feel a flutter of attraction, especially since she knew exactly who he was. If only such an outstanding man could be hers… However, she had her orders to follow. While Kristen was lost in thought, the man on the bed let out a faint groan, and his fin