His instinctive reaction was to close the door, unable to control his feet as they moved forward.
Yet when he reached the entrance of the restaurant, the man's steps grew increasingly heavy, and finally, he paused, then turned back.
"Bryan White!" However, after only a few steps, a voice called out from behind, "Bryan White, please help us out!"
Bryan White's tall figure jolted. He slowly turned around to see Mabel Doyle being supported by Jen, walking out of the restaurant. The two women had similar builds, with Mabel Doyle's body completely leaning on Jen, as if she had lost consciousness, while Jen was panting heavily, almost unable to hold her up anymore.
"She..." Bryan White stared in shock at Mabel Doyle. Her head hung down, her complexion pale and bloodless, her eyes tightly shut. At first glance, even her chest didn't seem to rise and fall; it felt like she wasn't breathing. "What's... wrong with her?"
