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.

ignoring everything else. She didn't even put on her coat before running after

of the house. She followed suit in her black Mercedes-Benz,

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

the elevator,

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

next elevator arrived downstairs, spurring her

to the same f

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

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

times he'd imagined a scene

revealing a smiling man

She's still sleeping," Woodrow

Sebastian nodded.

entrance, he followed Woodrow barefoot into the house as he

enough sleep lately, so she was in a state of

before placing his trembling hand carefully on the knob, his anticipation

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