The headlights shone in her direction as she entered the building. Only after she went inside, turned on the lights upstairs, did the man turn the car around and leave.

Back in her apartment, Sylvia hung up her coat, took a shower, changed into her loungewear, and sat at the desk on the balcony to read.

Every now and then, she lifted her gaze to peek at the night outside the window, listening to the ticking of the clock on the desk. She wasn't uneasy, probably because she knew he would return soon. Sooner than expected, she heard the door.

Barefoot, she ran over and saw a man in a black shirt at the entrance. She threw her arms around him, "Cold?"

His body was rigid and cold, her embrace warm and soft.

It was then Gabriel noticed the bruise on her shoulder, his eyes darkened, "Hurt?"

Sylvia shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Gabriel lifted her in his arms and walked towards the couch, "Got any ointment?"

in his neck, "Remember the first time I got a bruise during training, and I asked you if you had

Remember the pain, so next time you'll know how to dodge!"" Sylvia mimicked his tone, laughing, "You were so fierce, my tears were scared back into my eyes. I didn't dare to cry or say it hurt in

his voice low, "Better to learn to avoid getting

paused, then nodded, "True, that's

the first-aid kit and applied some ointment

Sylvia suddenly spoke softly, "You

asked, "Did you use

slowly shaking her

"No."

medicine was

woke up in a hospital bed. It

forcefully removed the IV

Barlow, rushed to stop him, "Don't be rash. The doctor said the wound could get infected. You

as he clutched his uncle's arm, urgently

Hans frowned deeply, silent.

his chest heaving, his face twisted in hatred, "Where's my dad? I need revenge. I want that bastard

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