On the other side, Norman Holmes drove straight home to his apartment complex. As soon as he pulled into the underground parking, he saw a middle-aged man approaching from not far ahead.
Seeing this person, Norman's expression immediately turned grim. He whispered, "Go home with the kid first; I've got something to deal with."
Jaylene's face turned pale as she urged, "Norman, maybe we should just leave together. If it really comes to it, we could hide in the car and call the police."
"It's no use."
With a stern face, Norman looked at the middle-aged man in the distance and, without turning back to his wife, pushed her slightly, urging, "Go quickly. If it really comes to a fight, I won't be able to watch out for you."
Realizing she would only distract him more, Jaylene relented, "Then be careful. The child and I will wait for you at home."
"Mhm, don't worry."
"You really must be careful."
Jaylene left, looking back every two steps.
