Hard to Catch

On a late autumn night.

The pouring rain all day finally began to stop.

No lights were on in the villa, and there wasn't lightning. The house was deadly silent and dark.

In a thin dress, a girl was huddling by the bed in the bedroom. With her arms clasping round her knees, she squatted there, motionless.

Her body was shivering with the cold, but she took no measures to warm herself up.

Finally, the vroom of the car engine came from the courtyard.

A full eight hours.

She waited from the afternoon till the middle of the night. Finally, he came back.

Flap…

The first thing the man did after he came in was to turn on all the lights in the villa.

The light stung the girl's eyes. She covered her eyes and put her hands off until she slowly adapted to the light.

Then her eyes landed on the man at the door.

He stood there with a poker face. His legs were straight and long. Above his wet shirt was his delicate, stunning face. Like a king, he naturally attracted attention and boasted an awful vibe.

"Jeffrey..." She opened her thin lips and called out softly in a trembling voice.

The man acted like he didn’t hear her. Without even a glance at her, he strode out of the bedroom.

He came back today to ask about the matter with Luna Sandoval. When he saw her like that, he was in no mood to speak a word.

Heh, what kind of person was she? Hadn't he known her well enough in the past year?

After the man left, the girl clutched a piece of paper on the floor and clenched her fist so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh.

This was the man she had loved for five years.

He was ruthless, but his charisma was irresistible and deadly.

She thought she could melt his heart of stone. Unexpectedly, he made her life a cold cell first.

She thought he had driven away as usual. To her surprise, he showed up again in the bedroom half an hour later in just a bath towel.