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    She gave a small, silent nod.


    Pleased by her response, he reached up and gently messed up her hair.


    Hidden a short distance away, the group that had tailed them kept their phones trained on the scene, filming every second.


    A sudden burst of light flickered through the bushes—one of them had forgotten to disable the sh.


    The moment the sh went off, Louis’s expression changed sharply. His gaze scanned the area until it settled on a glint of ss hidden in the undergrowth.


    Instead of fleeing, the watchers held their ground. If anything, being caught only made them bolder. Abandoning any pretense of subtlety, the group stepped out from their hiding ces and approached Louis and Kiera, their remarks cutting and pointed.


    “Do your fans even know you’re in a rtionship?”


    “Wow, out of everyone, you chose a woman who can’t even speak?”


    “People think you’re this noble, talented actor, but look at you. You’re just a creep with a fetish for silence!”


    Harsh voices rose from the crowd, each insult sharper than thest. Their tauntingughter echoed loudly and mercilessly. Frozen in ce, Kiera clung tightly to Louis’s sleeve, her knuckles white and her face pale. She didn’t understand—who were these people, and what had Louis done to deserve such hatred?


    Seeing the fear in Kiera’s eyes and the tremble in her shoulders, Louis’s expression darkened with determination. He stepped protectively in front of her. “Leave,” hemanded, his voice low but firm.


    Instead of backing down, the crowd stood their ground, emboldened by the chaos they had caused.


    “Why are you shouting? This is a hospital—we cane and go as we please. Who do you think you are, trying to stop us?”


    “We’re not mindless fans who will just cater to you. Do you really think you can order us away?”


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    Their arrogant tone pressed Louis relentlessly, leaving no room for retreat.


    Suddenly, one raised a camera and aimed it at Kiera, sneering, “So this is the girl, huh? Not much to look at, and mute on top of that. Looks like Louis has some unique taste.”


    shes went off in a relentless strobe, striking Kiera’s face like bullets. She shut her eyes, flinching under the harsh lights, stunned and helpless.


    This infuriated Louis. In one swift move, he grabbed the expensive camera and tossed it aside.


    “What the hell?” the hater shouted, stumbling back. “Did you see that? He just broke my camera! Louis, you think you can get away with this? Pay up—one million or I’m staying right here and ruining you!”


    As the hater threw himself to the ground, the others scrambled to start recording, phones aimed from every angle to capture the scene.


    The situation escted quickly. They surrounded Kiera like vultures, closing in with their cameras, their words more venomous than ever.


    Thinking fast, Louis took off his coat and wrapped it around Kiera, sheltering her in his arms, his hands covering her ears as the shouting intensified.


    “Look! Louis is manhandling people!”


    “All this for a girl who can’t even talk!”


    “Get their faces! Post everything! Let the world see what kind of trash they really are!”


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