Chapter 461

Helen felt a surge of joy when she spotted Julien but didn't dare approach him. She worried that being too forward might leave a bad impression. Instead, she found an opportunity to be near him—seeing him on a treadmill, she chose the one beside him, keeping a one-step distance. Her gaze kept drifting toward him. Julien was dressed in black sportswear, his pale skin almost unnaturally white. He was tall and lean, with toned arms and calves. He started with a brisk walk before gradually increasing his pace. Helen's heart raced, her emotions rising and falling like a rollercoaster with his every move. Drawn to him, she unconsciously inched closer. By the end of the day, Helen was left disappointed. She couldn't muster the courage to speak to him, and it seemed like he hadn't even noticed her. That night, she returned home without an appetite or any hint of sleepiness. She, who usually slept soundly, found herself wide awake. "No! Next time, I must talk to him. The first step is to add