Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

It was only after she sat in the bathroom and turned on the tap that she dared to wail loudly. However, after she had cried her heart out, she realized that she still felt awful and decided to take a quick shower before leaving the bathroom.

She blow-dried her waist-length hair and changed into a set of white pajamas before covering herself up with a coat, all while looking listless.

When she saw the glass on the table, she reached out and took it. Then, she walked toward the kettle and poured a glass of warm water for herself, slowly sipping at it.

While Angela drank, her tears suddenly gushed out again. She set down the glass of water and sat on the couch with her hands covering her face like a child as she sobbed.

However, she wasn’t aware that in one corner of the room, there was a camera swiveling around like an eyeball, watching every corner of the room.

As the man in the car stared at the woman on the computer screen and watched her cry in his room,

up to get something, but as soon as she stood up, the man predicted that she would hit herself and warned in a low voice across

the screen did not notice the corner of the couch in her path

get hurt but unable to do anything made Richard inexplicably anxious. He stared at the woman who was rolling her trousers up on

had hit herself on the exact spot where she had scratched herself while kneeling on the ground last time,

Angela was calm and tough. She stared at her wound in a daze, as if she didn’t even want to deal with

Richard waited anxiously for her to get the first aid kit, but even after five minutes, the woman remained motionless. Did she not know

be bothered to. The place she was hurting the most wasn’t her knee, but her heart. On the contrary, as she looked at the injury on

bandage her knee, which caused her to become immersed