The busy street was bustling with people coming and going.
The appearance of Brandan Hyde caused quite a stir in the noisy city center.
A man like him, akin to luxury goods, is meant to be displayed in a showcase, admired but unattainable. How could he appear on the street? Iris Harris, being led by him, felt somewhat embarrassed by the attention from the onlookers all along the way.
His face was just too good at attracting attention.
And she's still a patient; was it really okay for him to take her shopping?
She pondered internally, wanting to find a place to rest.
"Brandan!"
Iris couldn't help but call out to him.
Brandan turned his head to look at her, "What's wrong?"
Iris originally wanted to ask him where they were going, but when she spoke, it turned into, "I'm tired."
Brandan glanced at her, then raised his hand to feel her forehead, as if checking her temperature. Finally, he said, "Then let's find a place to take a break."
