Sean Knight's heart suddenly turned cold!
He had always held onto hope—because from the beginning, until he entered the mountain cave, there was no news of Cheryl Suweton.
He had felt all along that Cheryl Suweton should be alive, luckier than the others.
But now, Cheryl Suweton's clothes had been found, bloody traces had been discovered...
Could Cheryl Suweton have been... eaten?
Sean Knight had never felt this way before—his heart suddenly felt like it had a huge void!
Gone without a trace!
He rarely contacted Cheryl Suweton, and even if they did, it was Cheryl Suweton who initiated it. Sean Knight felt it was natural. If they met, it was fate; if not, then leave it be.
In fact, he knew deep down, this was his way of avoiding her. Unable to give Cheryl Suweton a perfect marriage, it seemed better to meet less.
Deceiving himself and others.
However, when he suddenly learned that Cheryl Suweton was missing, Sean Knight was quite anxious. But he wasn't particularly urgent.
