"Why did you drag me out?" Cynthia lips twitched and she frowned.
The man who was the reason for all this commotion was the one who grabbed her hand and suddenly started to run out of the pub as if they have done some kind of crime.
Lewin heaved as he tried to take in some breath after running for a while. He looked tired just after covering a small distance and his face was full of sweats which was a bit different than Cynthia.
She looked fine and it was given after all, Lewin was sick and different than Cynthia who was a successful experiment tool.
He took his time to breath while looking stressed and after a while with an anxious look, he cried, "Cynthia?".
That sudden pitiful expression on his face was really confusing. She doesn't know why he changed so suddenly but it appeared that he knew her.
