章節 878: 377 Eleanor Spencer monologue_2

And then, I saw him—Knight.

How should I describe this man?

He was dressed in traditional Saudi attire.

His imposing figure was enrobed in a voluminous white garment that not only didn't add any bulk but also bestowed him with a grace that seemed to drift and flow like the wind sweeping snow, his movements as light as a startled swan or as fluid as a gliding dragon.

His long hair nearly touched the ground, casually tied at the waist with a silver ribbon, so free and unconstrained!

His eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars, dazzlingly bright, yet also brimming with boundless compassion, tender like the gentlest of waters.

I've been mixing in the entertainment industry for so many years, acting opposite many veteran actors, and with quite a few young male stars, but I never knew there could be such a beautiful man in the world, so beautiful that you wouldn't dare harbor any disrespectful thoughts.

"Who are you?"

"Miss Spencer, hello, I am Knight."