Chapter 114 Nightmare 4

Vivian was surprised when she looked at her in the mirror. My hair is messy like I just fought with a cat. Sand dust still clung to her face, all from the wind that blew when the building collapsed. Clothes are torn. The expensive shirt is now wrinkled.

No wonder everyone acts so exaggerated. Her feet hurt from wearing high heels that are not suitable for the built environment, which makes her feel exhausted.

Quickly removing her clothes, she took a warm bath, got dressed, and walked out. Jaime did not enter the room, so she made herself comfortable on the bed.

As she lay there in complete silence, she thought about how Jaime had called her name in utter fear, despairing at the thought of her buried beneath the sand.

"For the past two years, every hour of the day, do you know what I've done? I mourn for you. I grieve for you more than I grieve for my father."

Did Jaime think she was going to die? Was he as scared as he was that day when he came to find her in the burning apartment com