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"Mr Turner!"
Garaine's eyes bulged out upon noticing the condition of her husband. Weylin's breathing was ragged. A sheen of sweat covered every expanse of his skin, resembling that of an athlete who took part in a marathon. His hair was dishevelled, some rebellious strands of hair falling on his forehead. Judging from his state, he was all worked up.
"W-what are you doing here?" Garaine stuttered, unable to make out the situation.
Rushing like a wild bull, Weylin hugged his wife. "Thank God you are safe!" Subconsciously, he tightened the hug, feeling relieved after seeing his wife in one piece.
A bewildered Garaine's jaws slacked, feeling perplexed by her husband's behaviour. Her han
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