Free Web NovelChapter 1294: Chapter 1333
At this moment, in this parking spot, cars sandwiched her on both sides, her only option was to drive forward, yet Kyle Kinston stood right in front of her car.
Behind the windshield, Mabel Quinn looked at Kyle, surprised. She hadn’t expected him to appear in front of her so suddenly.
Her mind wandered to Alice’s phone call earlier... Has Kyle now regained all his memories?
Separated by the car’s windshield, the two stood and sat, gazing at each other.
Ultimately, it was Mabel who sighed, got out of the car, and walked to Kyle, asking, "What are you doing?" They couldn’t just keep standing there; she knew Kyle possessed boundless patience.
Kyle looked at the woman before him with an almost intoxicated gaze. Now, having regained all his memories, seeing the woman he loved most in this lifetime brought an inexplicable emotion. On the way here, he had thought a lot about what he’d say or do upon seeing her, yet at this moment, when she was truly standing in front of him, he instinctively... embraced her.
Yes, he opened his arms and embraced her tightly. At this moment, what filled his heart most was gratitude; gratitude that this woman was still alive.
The emotions that hadn’t been vented six years ago extended into this moment, as if the time between them hadn’t passed, as if in his hopeless search for her, discovering again that she was alive.
He held her, feeling her warmth, her presence, the fact she was alive. At this moment, it felt like he was holding the treasure of his life, unwilling to let go.
Mabel felt Kyle hold her so tightly that it was almost hard to breathe. Especially in such a public place, although it was deserted now, someone could appear at any time.
"Kyle, let go of me," she called out, realizing she couldn’t push him away with her strength.
Yet he held her even tighter, "Don’t move, just let me... hold you for a while, ok?" He murmured, his tone filled with plea.
Momentarily, Mabel felt dazed, recalling their first encounter in the underground parking lot, and later seeing him at the dessert shop when he was lucid; he had held her like this and said almost the same words.
Back then, he was domineering and cold, like a deity towering above, overlooking all without a trace of emotion.
Yet now, his tone was as if a god had descended to the mortal realm, submitting before her.
Mabel pressed her lips, ceased to move, as if she’d forgotten this was a parking lot where someone could appear at any time.
Kyle held Mabel, burying his face in her neck, breathing in her scent.
There were so many words he wanted to say to her, yet he didn’t know where to begin.
Someone arrived at the parking lot, others left, all glancing at Mabel and Kyle, some whispered, speculating whether a drama was being filmed and if there were cameras around.
