"Why didn't you..." Lena frowned. "Just knock instead of turning the handle?"

Alexander was taken aback.

"That's something you need to learn," Lena said seriously. "No matter where you go, whether it's to the teacher's office or your classmates' dorm, you must knock on the door first instead of opening it right away. It's a matter of courtesy. Do you understand?"

His lips moved, but in the end, he chose to hold back what he was going to say.

It wasn't him who had done that just now.

More than ten minutes ago, he had accidentally found himself in this quiet corridor while trying to escape the noise of the banquet for some fresh air. He had no idea what the room was for, only seeing someone trying to enter it in the dark.

He hadn't seen the person's face, and that person had been on high alert, fleeing after failing to open the door.

He had approached because he became concerned when he heard Lena's voice asking, "Who is it?" from inside. That's why he knocked.

you saying anything again?" Lena asked with

He nodded.

"You—"

turned and left before Lena

was suddenly filled with chaos. Memories of that little boy, with snot dripping from his nose, always wanting her to carry

the village. Despite being Drake's son, the child she had longed for, he couldn't

his son. Whenever he lost money in a bet or got drunk, he would first strike his

would always shield him. The tools Drake used to hit her would hurt her

planning for a long time, she finally took

moment. It was only after she crossed the mountain that she finally sat by the side of

found

packaging, two candies glistened like precious stones

he hadn't eaten

much at the age of three. He knew his sister wanted to leave and that

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