When Dos noticed that she did not look like she was faking it, he turned his head and followed her fingers. His gaze fell at the door... Smoke was escaping from the crack in the door.Suddenly, Dos's complexion changed drastically. He flung away the woman who was hanging onto him and took out the key to open the door immediately. "Madam! What’s going..."Before he could finish his sentence, he was already coughing violently from the thick smoke that was choking him. Vivienne rushed in immedi
However, if he did not do anything and just let it be, then obviously, it would not work either.When the window was smashed open, the first thing they could do was to put out the fire first.The high-pressure hose sprayed water at the wooden bed, the source of the full-scale fire.Outside the door.Sean could not afford to delay another minute or second. His heart sank further with every passing minute."Jane, your brother is fine. I already know the truth about the incident six years ago.
For the next three days, that person did not take a single step into the house.Tres and Cuatro stood at the door like a couple of expressionless guardian gods.Her residence from before had been more or less destroyed, so she returned to Stewart Manor. Deep in the bowels of the manor, she could not hear the birds or smell the flowers. The butler was perfectly professional too, and everything had been arranged for her.Aside from Tres and Cuatro, she had no one to talk to.No, even Tres and
Perhaps she was curious. Perhaps a circuit had gone wrong on her head. She subtly looked up and stole a glance at him… after which she could no longer look away.She was imprisoned by the deep yet complicated emotion in his eyes.There was tenderness, affection, infatuation, and… what else was there?She looked through her mind for all the words she had learned before, trying to pin her finger on it… but she searched all of her memories and still could not find anything that fit.Slowly, con
“Then do you remember? There is no such person as Jane Dunn anymore.” She replied with the words he had used back then. The Dunns no longer had a daughter named Jane.“Nice to meet you, Mr. Stewart. I’m a convict, a murderer, a great sinner.”The man lowered his head without a word and eventually sighed. He reached his hand toward her again and said, “Will you really, truly never feel anything for me again?”When he asked that question, her heart gave a huge shudder. Why? He had not really sa
"This was just a game, and you're just a toy. "Mrs. Stewart should be elegant, gentle, wise, beautiful, and generous. You are none of those."He said, "I've grown tired of you."She should be happy, but her whole body was shaking.Right now, she did not know if she was feeling pleasure or pain. Was it release, or was it something else?"See, Jane Dunn? You're still as easily affected as ever. I talked about the past with you, and you got caught up in the memories. "See? I told you I at
Michael Luther barged into Stewart Old Manor."You were the one behind it, weren't you?"Without any warning or context, he yelled at Old Master Stewart, who was idly sipping his tea. "You come here out of nowhere… just to show your grandfather this disrespect?" Old Master Stewart put his teacup down, his old face turning hard."You were the one who put the butler Summers to it, weren't you?"Otherwise, he would never have dared, would he?""What do you mean? What did I make Summers do?"
Old Master Stewart wanted to say, "of course not", but before he could say the words on his tongue, he saw the plea in Michael's eyes. Tugging at the corners of his mouth, he raised his old brows."Sure. Of my two grandsons, one is beyond help. "As for you… As long as you stop obsessing over her, I promise that I'll let her go."Michael gave the old man a long look and steeled his heart. "You better keep your promise, Grandpa.""I always keep my word."Michael nodded. "This is the last tim