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.

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

he was out of the house. She followed suit in her

fully concentrating on the road ahead as he drove to Woodrow Gaston's neighborhood and didn't even notice

elevator, pressing the relevant floor

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

then, the next elevator arrived downstairs,

to the same f

Woodrow's unit, knocking rapidly on

Rachel. He was afraid that she might run away if he was even

how many times he'd imagined

a smiling man standing by

still sleeping," Woodrow said

Sebastian nodded.

Woodrow barefoot into the house as he was led to the

enough sleep lately, so she was in a state of deep sleep from sheer

before placing his trembling hand

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