Anna Jadwin's throat felt like it was being strangled, unable to utter a single word.
The door quietly closed, her gaze blank, a part of her chest seemed to cave in as well...
Wayne Bailey's cold footsteps echoed endlessly on the ground.
Unexpectedly, he didn't hear her pleading for him to stay, and his lips curled into a wicked, cold smile.
It didn't matter how many times she abandoned him; as long as she asked him to stay once, even with a single word, he would have a reason to cling to her for a lifetime!
Anna Jadwin's eyes turned red as she lay in bed, staring at the ceiling in her sleepless state.
She wondered if people became especially sentimental when they were near death.
Right now, looking at anyone filled her with a bitter taste...
Seeing Master Bailey made her feel uncomfortable, seeing Raphael Bailey moistened her eyes, and even encountering Wayne Bailey pained her indescribably.
...
"My brother really went to the United Kingdom, did he? You didn't hear wrong?"
