John started to feel anxious as the thunder rumbled menacingly outside and he threw the pen in his hand onto the ground.

Wes stole a glance outside of the window and lightning flashed across the dark sky. Followed by it was a massive downpour that dripped heavily on the glass windows.

He pursed his lips and carefully reminded John, “Sir, Madam is still…”

Before he managed to finish his sentence, John glared at him coldly and he became too afraid to continue speaking.

He had good intentions but it was not worth provoking John because of this.

John was already annoyed and now that Wes reminded him about it, he could not stop thinking about Olivia who was still kneeling in the garden.

He was anticipating seeing the woman begging, but she was surprisingly quiet, as if she was admitting guilt to her actions.

This made him even more irritated until the point where he did not even know why.

Just as he stood up to take a glance through the window, someone knocked on the study room door and Dorothy’s timid voice came from outside.

“Johnny… I am a little scared, can you accompany me?”

Her body was weak, she was a timid person all along, and it was inevitable for her to feel nervous under such bad weather.

He then stood up and opened the door and supported the frail Dorothy.

Seeing her pale face and the terrifying state she was in, he felt so sorry for her.

“Dolly, you are still injured, why did you leave your room?”

Dorothy leaned on him and bit her lip. “I didn’t want to trouble you, but I am really terrified by the lightning and thunder… They bring back some painful memories to me…”

‘Painful memories?’

John was stunned. ‘Olivia said the same thing before.’

“Johnny, my legs are getting wobbly and my chest hurts, can you carry me back?”

John nodded and bent down to carry her up.

Back in the guest room, John sat by the side of the bed and let Dorothy lean in his arms while he comforted her. “Sleep well, I will be here with you.”

was upset when she saw John not sitting

and Dorothy exclaimed out of fear

mother beating me up, sob… she’s hitting me with the broom and I

already in a mess mentally and it got worse once Dorothy started crying. At the same time, he felt pitiful towards her when she was sobbing about

be afraid, I

it’s good to

in his arms

heart, she was

even dream about Johnny saving you. I shall see

the louder the thunder, the more excited Dorothy

went on, let alone someone who had knife wounds, even if it was a healthy person, he or she

John staring out of

can he still think about the b*tch out there

made a painful expression then said in a

“Does your wound hurt?”

her head. “I don’t

eyes once again while she was speaking, as

it’s because of me that’s why you are in such an awkward situation, not to mention causing a conflict between you and Liv… Is

fine Dolly, take care

with the blanket and wanted to close the

he was about to move, Dorothy

let it be. This way, the first ray of sunshine after the storm can shine into the room as

and her tears kept on falling as she spoke, “Johnny, I’ve been hoping for us to be like the rainbow that shines after the rain and that we can be together after going through so many

remembering the fact that the miscarriage was the reason for her

was limited, despite the subject being

sat back in bed and held

a bad mood as he was frowning the entire time which

she could not help but hug him tighter, for fear that he would go out

out of her room at 5 a.m., he then stood in the study room and

still pouring heavily and the thunder

else

known that I would never forgive her when she had an

by nature and her ego inflates whenever she is treated well, so

while panting heavily. “Sir,

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