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.

car keys, ignoring everything else.

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

on the road ahead as he drove

reaching Woodrow's apartment, Sebastian dashed into the elevator, pressing the relevant floor button

the elevator, waiting in front of the elevator panel to see

then, the next elevator

to the same f

unit, knocking rapidly on the door with a

He was afraid that she might run

knew how many times he'd imagined

door opened, revealing a smiling man standing by the

inside. She's still sleeping," Woodrow said

Sebastian nodded.

the entrance, he followed Woodrow barefoot into the house as he was led to the guest bedroom where Rachel

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

sighed deeply before placing his trembling hand carefully on the

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