Rachel Wood was such a good, pure, and kind-hearted woman. Why did Sebastian Brenand's parents have to treat her this way?

Sebastian couldn't imagine how she survived the past month on her own.

How did she persist through those lonely nights?

Was she as devastated as he was in her dreams?

Or was she in even more pain?

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't remain rational.

Downstairs, Yvette Houston was leisurely reading the newspaper on the couch. She set them down as soon as she saw her husband dash madly out of the house.

"What happened?"

Ignoring her frantic question, Sebastian continued to run outside.

Yvette's sixth sense told her that something must've happened to him. It might even be related to Rachel.

of this, she immediately picked up her car keys, ignoring everything else. She didn't even put on her coat before running

as soon as he was out of the house. She followed suit in her black Mercedes-Benz, trailing him to find out

road ahead as he drove to Woodrow Gaston's neighborhood and

elevator, pressing the relevant floor

him entering the elevator, waiting in front of the elevator panel to see he

then, the next elevator arrived downstairs,

to the same f

ran up to Woodrow's unit, knocking rapidly on the door with a

was afraid that she might run away if he was

he'd

a smiling man standing

still sleeping,"

Sebastian nodded.

into the house as he was led to the guest

been getting enough sleep lately, so she was in a state

sighed deeply before placing his trembling hand carefully on the knob, his

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