His appearance instantly reminded Ella Jackson of that night when she hung up on Evelyn Sherman, and rushed back to her own apartment.
When she saw him standing there alone, looking so forlorn at the entrance of her apartment, she was dumbstruck.
The light in the corridor was dim, and his handsome figure stood there like a lost child, his back desolate and lonely, not moving at all.
As long as there was even a slight sound nearby, he would happily look up and glance at the room door.
It was as if he was expecting the person inside, after calming down, to come out and open the door for him.
But each time, it was only disappointment.
And so, he kept waiting, silently...
At that moment, Ella's heart felt as if it had been hit hard by something.
It hurt more than when she discovered he had concealed his identity.
In almost a second, her resentment and misunderstanding vanished in an instant.
Her tears uncontrollably fell...
