Chapter 2971


    Gwen furrowed her brows and instinctively turned to nce behind her.


    Aman dressed entirely in ck, with a cap and a face mask, was sitting at a table not far away from


    hers, staring at her. When he noticed her looking, however, he quickly picked up the menu and


    pretended to skim through it.


    "He looks a little suspicious..." The waiter frowned and reminded her in a voice that was barely above a


    whisper, "Do you need me to call the cops?"


    "No need." Gwen smiled. "Thank you for your kindness."


    The waiter paused, unable to believe his ears. "Do you know him?"


    "I guess you can say that." She curled her lips into a smile and pointed at the menu. "Get him one of


    these, but don''t tell him I sent you."


    "Alright." As puzzled as the waiter was, he still nodded and abided by her request.


    After the waiter left, Gwen nced once more at the man in the distance, then returned to enjoying her


    tea.


    This man had been following her around for about a month now, and at the start, she had been so


    spooked by him that she almost called the cops herself, but...


    Eventually, her missing items would magically appear on her doorstep the day after she lost them.


    When she forgot to pay for her meal at a restaurant, she discovered that someone had paid the bill for


    her when she returned to the ce.


    Once, when she was molested in the streets by a passerby, she realized that a few dayster, that


    same man was avoiding her, his face swollen and bruised as though someone had given him a bad


    beating.


    Gwen''s instinct was telling her that this was all the man in ck''s doing. Although she had no idea who


    he was or what his intentions were, she could feel that he did not mean her any harm, and so she


    continued to allow him to do so. After some time, she gradually became to growfortable with the


    idea of having him around.


    With his presence, she would no longer be afraid, whether it was a dark, deste night or a heavy


    storm.


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    Therefore, on this beautiful afternoon, she wanted to share her good spirits with him.


    After some time, the waiter strode over to his table with a small piece of pastry. "Your cake, sir."


    The man who had been staring at Gwen all this while paused, then lifted his head to nce at the


    waiter. "I didn''t order this."


    The waiter smiled. "Someone ordered it for you."


    The man froze, then quickly nced in Gwen''s direction.


    She had already disappeared, but there was a piece of paper left on the table.


    He leaped out of his chair, sprinted over to the table, and picked up the slip of paper.


    Gwen''s intricate handwriting read, [Two of my best friends have gotten married today, and so I''m ina


    splendid mood. I''ll be going home now. Feel free to take the afternoon off for yourself.]


    A glimmer of shock and panic shed through the man''s eyes when he read this.


    When...did shee to know of his existence? Did this mean that… she knew who he was?


    "Sir?" the waiter''s voice pulled him back to reality.


    The man furrowed his brows and returned to his seat.


    The pastry Gwen had ordered for him was one of her favorites. He stared at the little piece of cake for a


    long time before finally instructing the waiter to wrap it up for him in a to-go box.


    Meanwhile, on the second-floor balcony, Gwen leaned against the railing as she watched. A glimmer of


    disappointment shed through her eyes when she saw the man leaving with his to-go box.


    She had ordered him this cake in hopes that he would remove his mask to eat it, and that she would be


    able to discover his true identity.


    Unfortunately, the man had his guard up, and her n had failed. Gwen let out a sigh and turned


    around, intending to leave herself.


    "Gwen Larson?" all of a sudden, a man''s voice rang out from behind her.


    Gwen furrowed her brows and nced in the direction of the voice.