A tall and slender figure wrapped in a black coat, exuding an air of nobility and coldness, with a faint smile on an exceptionally handsome face, holding a phone to his ear, and his dark eyes falling on her.
Hope Williams looked at the man approaching her, not reacting at first.
"Waylon... Waylon Lewis, you?"
Hope blinked as the familiar presence drew close to her. Waylon Lewis raised his hand and gently pinched her fair cheek, "What a coincidence. I missed you, and here you are."
His magnetic, deep voice carried a light smile.
Hope realized it suddenly, her heart softening instantly, and she threw herself into his arms, dropping all pretense and defenses.
Waylon Lewis held her tightly, his voice smiling, "Isn't it a coincidence?"
Hope chided, "Weren't you still working overtime at the company? Did you teleport here?"
Waylon Lewis chuckled softly and released her, "Otherwise, where would the surprise come from?"
