Derek wisely chose silence, sensing the tempestuous storm within Marcus.

Gazing at the vacant entrance of the villa shrouded in rain, Marcus experienced a stabbing sensation in his chest, as if a sharp thorn had pierced him.

No matter how tumultuous the world became, this time he vowed not to seek that woman out again, even if the sky crumbled.

Evil intentions had no place in this residence.

Meanwhile, drenched by the rain, Millie’s pace pressed forward on the road. The villa district offered minimal taxi prospects, and even if she managed to flag one down, her drenched state dissuaded any driver from accommodating her.

As she grappled with impending collapse due to exhaustion, a compassionate driver relented, offering her a ride.

Millie

out without an umbrella? It’s best to remain indoors in

smile graced Millie’s lips. “I neglected to bring an umbrella when

if you weren’t around my daughter’s age, I wouldn’t have

weather forecast before stepping out.

definitely check the forecast in

silence. Despite the

chill. Yet she recognized this chill to be more than a

to the lodged fish bone, her enraged outburst, being dragged

the window, she intuited that nothing auspicious ever transpired under such torrential rain. Her hand came to rest over her chest, a place suffused with numbness and bitterness. She imagined a once-blooming flower that

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