The black SUV sped swiftly and arrived at the ferry crossing in no time.
Three men in black quickly boarded a speedboat that had been prepared earlier with Mary. Originally, Mary had planned to wait until daylight to take Lin Qingya to Beipu by boat, but the sudden appearance of Han Yu had thrown all her arrangements into disarray.
Even, if it weren't for Anna setting off the grenade at the last moment, buying her time to escape, Mary could very well have fallen into Han Yu's hands.
The night breeze was cold, and rain still drifted over the sea. The raindrops, like knives, scraped against Mary's face and heart, causing a sharp, raw pain.
After boarding the speedboat, Mary did not retreat to the cabin. She stood on the deck, gazing at Ping'an Hotel on Nantian Island, unable to put her feelings to rest for a long time.
"Miss, it's raining heavily outside, you should go back inside and rest,"
