Burning Passion: Love Never Die

When Marcus’ wife had called earlier, he had told her that he was at the door of their home, However, he was still engrossed in his work at the office.

“I have to go to the countryside,” Marcus replied, indicating the reason for his urgency.

After reading the document in his hand, Marcus signed his name and looked up from his work.

Countryside? Derek understood that Marcus was going to the countryside because he was concerned about Mrs. Thomas.

“Alright, I’ll inform all the departments to hand in whatever requires your attention.”

A mere ten minutes elapsed, and the proficient Derek reappeared, bearing a stack of meticulously arranged documents,

Perched upon the plush leather chair, Marcus wore an enigmatic countenance. Having set aside the pen, Marcus gently pressed the space between his brows with a thoughtful fingertip, his complexion taking on a subdued hue.

“Mr. Thomas.”

the passing days, a realization dawning upon him — the hour had arrived when

remedy had been procured from the enigmatic Raven Island, its singularity emphasized by the absence of a

a gaze tinted in crimson, Marcus’ eyes held an uncommon intensity. His wound, akin to a scorpion’s venomous bite, prompted him to exhale wearily before

has regressed, the efficacy of the particular medicine

the medicine for remedy, and disheartening reports from Raven Island offered

the container of medicine,” commanded by

cleansed Marcus’ wound. Once bandaged, Marcus donned his clothing gradually, finding repose

to the countryside? It would be prudent for you to

journey to the countryside

up another document,

enveloped him. The opportunity presented a poignant moment to witness the very environment