There were a total of ninety-nine love stories. Some of them also had to face hardships because of a huge age differences, but they overcame it with true love. They all ended up spending their lives with the one they loved.
It took Albert three months to prepare this birthday gift for Kristina, and when he presented it to her, she burst into tears.
It was not so much about the poignancy of the compiled stories. Rather, her tears were because of the fact that there was someone right here willing to walk thousands of miles just to dispel the apprehensions in her heart.
"Kristina, you are only six years older than me. Still, you may be older, but you still need someone to protect you. I want to be that person. You did the same for me once before, and I now I want to protect you for the rest of your life." Albert hugged Kristina from behind, as though to convey in actions the promise he had just said. He wanted to hold her in his arms and keep her from harm just like this, always.
Kristina twisted in his arms and gave him a bright smile before throwing her own arms around his neck. Then she rose to her toes and kissed him.
"Albert, I also hope you can protect me for the rest of my life, just as you said."
It was at this point that Albert stopped telling the story.
He turned to stare out of the window and into the night, silent. His eyes had dimm
uth. That liquid from earlier was diethyl ether.
"Hmm..." A pungent smell rushed into her nose and clouded her senses. Eyes wide open, Nina fought back against her attacker, but soon lost her strength under the chemical's influence.
In her desperate struggling, Nina accidentally kicked the cabinet in front of her. The force sent its door flinging open, and a few Pink Panther dolls fell out to the floor.
Nina finally understood.
Albert was George.
She touched her wrist subconsciously and then remembered that John had taken away her watch.
She could feel her face drain of color, and she cursed inwardly. 'Damn it!'
And then she fainted.
"Nina, I have reminded you time and again that too much information will only bring you trouble." Albert's voice was as soft as the wind of March, but the words were as cold as the ice of February.
Diethyl ether had an anesthetic effect. If one inhaled it a little bit, they would fall into a coma. If one inhaled too much, their life would be in danger.
After Nina fell unconscious, Albert quickly disposed of the towel.
He just wanted to knock her out, not kill her.
Kristina liked her, and if he looked from a certain angle, Nina's profile resembled Kristina's.
Albert bent down to pick Nina's limp body from the floor and put her in his car. He then drove to the factory in the northern suburbs.
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