Chapter 1671
Tobias’ cheeks flushed a deep crimson in an instant, a clear sign he was caught off guard.
"Ye—yes, but Queena told me to zip it," he stammered.
Abner, eyebrow quirked, leaned on his cane and made a slow circuit of the scene.
The helping hands were all locals, born and bred in the vige. The ce was remote, tucked away so that even a trip to the
nearest town meant an afternoon''s journey by bus.
Fishing was the lifeline here, with vigers drying their catches to sell as fish jerky. If they snagged something rare, they''d haul it
to town to hawk to the eateries that catered to tourists.
Abner''s presence was maic; where he strolled, eyes followed. His stature alone was enough to pique curiosity, prompting
whispers and nudges directed at Tobias.
"Has your family always had such a handsome rtive?"
"Nah, he ain''t family. Queena''s the one who fished him out of trouble. My dad brought him back."
As Abner stepped into the Temple family home, Queena''s voice greeted him.Belongs to ? n0velDrama.Org.
"You''re still on the mend. Don''t wander off now."
The interior was tidy, everything in its ce, with a closed door at the far end—likely where the person Tobias mentioned was
kept.
Abner had a simple n: if he''d been brought to this fishing vige, could his crew have been saved too? He was still clueless
about who had double-crossed him, and if it turned out to be one of his own, they''d have to answer to him.
But Queena was clearly ying her cards close to her chest, and he didn''t want to make waves while still recovering.
"Staying cooped up in Tobias'' ce gets stuffy. Just needed some air."
He didn''t venture further inside, instead stepping back out into the open where a gaggle of vige women quickly swarmed him
with questions about his marital status, job, and sry.
Abner, whosest voyage was on a cargo ship that had long since docked, could only offer a polite smile.
"| hail from Greenfield.”
"Greenfield, huh? That''s a stone''s throw from here," one of the grandmas eximed.
"A city boy, | knew it! Look at you, so dashing. My granddaughter, bless her, is as pretty as a picture. You two would make a fine
pair if you''re not spoken for."
Leaning against the doorframe, Abner found himself barricaded by their enthusiasm, trapped in a sea of matchmaking.
"I''m engaged," he managed to say.
The crowd of eager matchmakers deted like balloons. "So young, and already taken," theymented.
His gaze dropped as a cough from inside caught his attention.
The door remained closed, but Queena was the first to enter, carrying a steaming bowl of what was likely medicine.
lany there, staring at an unfamiliar ceiling, his body too battered to move. Footsteps approached, and a strange woman
appeared before him, a bowl of bitter brew in her hands and surprise in her eyes.
"You''re awake?"
Queena helped him sit up. "Drink this."
lanplied, swallowing the medicine.
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As he emptied the bowl, he asked, "Where am I?"
“My old home. | saved you."
"Thank you. And Maja?"
"Maja? Who''s that?"
"My fiancée."
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Queena''s expression chilled, though she had turned away, andn couldn''t see.
His fiancée?
He already had someone he loved.
Her grip on the bowl tightened. Her
mind raced through recipes of
concoctions—was arg Satdse
his menmotias, Wake him only
remember her, or even to turn him
into a fool? Anything would do; she
needed him to stay by her side.
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