Chapter 15

Only when she exited the restroom that she ruffled her long hair while still reeling from the shock she had just experienced. Her eyes were flushed.

After all these years, she couldn’t imagine that she was still lucky enough to encounter him.

But she was now in such a terrible state that she did not deserve to be identified by him.

It's just good to see that he's doing well.

The warm light in the corridor fell on her miserable white face, and she fought back her tears when continuing to walk. She stepped as if stepping on a cloud, soft and fluffy.

Suddenly, a brute force pushed her closer to the corner. She looked up in pain to see Victor's tall body standing in front of her, enveloping her thin figure.

What was this man doing here?

"What are you doing?!" Rosalie, remembering what had just happened, was filled with resentment towards him and attempted to break away, but she was so weak now.

Victor's knee suddenly passed between her legs. He put one hand picking up her chin, and