Chapter 727 Zayn, Don’t Leave
Just as Lindsey's fingers touched the mask on Mr. Cooper's face, the man who was frozen in place suddenly flung her hand away and took a few steps back.
Lindsey subconsciously tried to grab at him again, but she was not quick enough and fell to the ground.
The pain made Lindsey wince as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her chest also seemed to hurt a little more.
Mr. Cooper's chest was also heaving with an even higher frequency than Lindsey. When he saw Lindsey fall flat to the ground looking so wretched, he lifted his hands but dropped them a few seconds later in dismay.
"I’m Mr. Cooper." His voice was hoarse and harsh to the ear. When he did not deliberately lower his voice, it seemed even rougher. He spoke fast with panic and explained in a desperate attempt to cover up, "I accidentally burned my hand a long time ago when I was abroad. I’m not sure if you misunderstood something, Ms. Juhl. I still have things to do, so I'll leave first."
He stood under the dim streetlight with onl
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