Mixed feelings piled up in her heart. She needed to vent, but there was nowhere for her to do so. Her grievance left her feeling breathless and weak.

A bolt of white-hot lightning streaked across the sky. A low rumble followed soon after.

In the next second, rain poured down in torrents.

The world was in chaos all of a sudden.

The same was true to her mood.

The conversation between Stanley Batton and Ron Batton echoed in her ears.

It hurt her over and over again.

Before today, she thought she was the happiest woman on earth, surrounded by endless love and joy.

However, when she heard the recording, she realized that...

Their love and care arose out of the blood flowing in her veins.

for

her. He

her was not Rhnull, the rarest blood type on earth, she would not have

loved him so

Yet, he hated her.

Hate...

between her

It all seemed like yesterday. Nonetheless, now that she thought of it, pure irony and disappointment were all that was in her heart. Drowning in a pool of longing memories caused her nothing but

could not even shed a tear. She could only bottle up her

back and found Christopher Lancelot

currently smoking

room was filled

eyes

subconsciously glanced at her wristwatch. It was already seven o'clock in the

came to her room before

her for over an hour. As he promised, he did not make

second, she was touched beyond words, emotions welling

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