At 9 pm Clara was standing on the upstairs balcony terrace right in front of the room. The woman was silently staring at the dark sky, occasionally her gaze turned to the gate in hopes of seeing Nathan return but that hope did not come true at all because her husband had not yet returned.
"Where is he? He also didn't go with the bodyguard or driver? What if something happened to him? He's not usually like this ..." Clara wondered nervously, thinking about Nathan who was the one who had suffered the most because the real Clara had died.
brakk....
Clara was immediately startled when she heard the sound of a car hitting the gate. She looked down, saw the bodyguards and the others immediately opened the gate and saw Nathan's car crashing into the gate but not too hard.
"Oh my God, what happened until he hit the gate?"
