Chapter 123: He was unrestrained when he embraced her openly and unabashedly.

Hugo Hayes's footsteps halted, and in his ink-colored pupils, only her silhouette was reflected.

The black coat he wore fluttered at the hem in the wind.

For a moment,

Ellie Doyle too forgot her surroundings, as if in the world, only the two of them remained.

Yet that thought vanished in a flash, and Ellie Doyle, amused, looked at him, "What's the matter? What tricks are you planning now?"

"No tricks," Hugo Hayes pursed his lips, his cold, pale, handsome face expressionless, and he leaned forward, effortlessly drawing Ellie into his embrace, his chin gently resting on her shoulder, "I'm glad you're alright."

In a daze, Ellie thought she heard a trace of relief in his voice after panic.

She wasn't sure if she had misheard.

All she knew was that Hugo Hayes, was becoming more presumptuous.

How dare he openly embrace her?

Ellie Doyle frowned and pushed away from Hugo Hayes's embrace, "You better worry about yourself, if you can't cure your insomnia, you won't live much longer."