Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 143

This was a high-end, 5 star-rated restaurant with lavish decor. Helen entered only to find the vast restaurant empty.

Zac took the initiative to pull out a chair for her. "Please sit here. I'll make a quick trip to the restroom."

Helen didn't mind and casually took out her phone. Upon unlocking it, she saw a message from Chandler. "Ms. Mayhew, don't forget our lesson at 8 tonight."

She had an Alirian language lesson with Chandler that evening. She swiftly replied an "Okay" gesture in response.

As soon as she replied, Zac returned. "Helen, would you like a drink or some wine?" he asked.

Helen responded indifferently, "I'm fine with anything."

Zac raised an eyebrow and decided. "You have class tomorrow. I won't order wine. Let's go with juice."

Helen nodded in agreement.

The atmosphere felt oddly strange as the two sat together. Helen couldn't pinpoint the weirdness but wished to finish the meal quickly and return home.

However, midway through the meal, the restaurant's lights suddenly went out. Helen was startled. "What's happening?"

Helen looked at Zac without a ripple in her heart. She pursed her lips and asked, "Are you joking with me? But it's not April Fools' Day. This joke isn't funny at all."

Zac looked serious. He was worried Helen might not believe him. "Helen, I am not joking. I genuinely like you. I can't explain it, but I am deeply attracted to you. Please give me a chance to take care of you."

"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken. I need to leave," Helen said. She stood up to go. Zac blocked her path, holding onto her wrist. "Helen, my feelings for you are real. Please don't reject me."

Helen pulled her arm away instinctively. "I'm sorry, but you're being too random. Besides, I don't feel that way about you." After saying this, Helen pushed him aside and quickly walked away.

Zac attempted to follow her. However, Helen ran as fast as she could. She was soon out of sight. Zac stood there, watching her go. His eyes grew colder by the moment. With a casual step, he threw the roses aside and followed her.