At this very moment, it felt as if time had rewound, and they were back to the days when they first met.
Mila Gray no longer walked with her head down or bent her waist to face him.
Seemingly feeling his gaze, Mila turned her head to look at him, "You're back?"
It was as if he was the husband who had been away on a long journey, and she was the wife who had stayed at home, speaking to him in such a casual tone.
It took Tyshawn Scott a while to regain his senses, "Where did Anabelle Martin go?"
Mila shook her head: "I don't know. Mr. Hudson has been coming to collect debts from her every day for the past two days. She's afraid that he'll send someone to chop off her hands and feet, so she's gone into hiding."
Her tone was as casual as if they were discussing the weather, which left Tyshawn dumbfounded.
"What did you say?!"
