Anna Jadwin was laughing while she showered, but her laughter soon turned into tears.
It seemed as if through tear-blurred eyes, she saw Wayne Bailey walk up to her and embrace her, speaking of his longing.
Anna Jadwin collapsed onto the soft quilt, but what could she do?
This time she returned, she could only live near him, watching him from a distance...
Even if her heart felt like it was splitting open, all she could do was watch him.
Closing her eyes, a large tear fell from the corner of her eye—
[Desy Harrington, this is the letter you wrote to me, recognize your own handwriting.]
[This is a certificate made from your hair strands, and if you don't believe it, I have one more thing...]
When Charles Harrington brought out the last item,
It was undeniable evidence!
Anna Jadwin's world was struck by thunder, and the cup in her hand shattered on the ground in an instant.
Without a doubt, she was Ms. Scarlett.
Not only was she Ms. Scarlett, but more importantly...
