ログインAfter thanking the officers, Louis checked the time—it was already half past nine.“Let’s head home. The temperature’s dropping; I don’t want anyone catching a cold.”Marcus stood still, muttering under his breath, “But Loraine’s favorite singer hasn’t even gone on yet…”Louis turned sharply toward
“He said he was thirsty, so I went to buy him a drink. I clearly told him not to move and when I got back, he was gone!”Loraine’s face went pale with worry. “Let’s look for him right now! I saw security guards and some police officers earlier. We can ask them for help!”The three of them forgot all
Mason, the quieter and more composed one, simply listened to the music, occasionally nodding along to the rhythm.The youngest, Manuel, was too short to see the stage at all, swallowed up by the crowd and left with nothing but the thundering music pounding in his ears.Before long, he got restless.
“Marcus, every time you sneak out, you use the same excuse,” Manuel said, crossing his arms. “Can’t you at least come up with something new?”Marcus froze. Loraine quickly jumped in with a smile. “Manuel, we really do have something serious to take care of this time. It’s boring stuff. You’d have w
“Raine, look, your fingers need to lift here, then drop cleanly. Watch my hand when I play.”In the Walker family’s grand music room, young Mason was patiently teaching Loraine how to play the piano.Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, half spilling over the glossy surface of the hundred-tho
Grace tried to lift her head, but she was too weak to manage even that small movement.A nurse quickly stepped forward and raised the head of the bed so that Grace only needed to lower her gaze to see the tiny baby in Laura’s arms.“A daughter… girls are so sweet,” Grace murmured, the words faint bu
Louis held Adora’s hand tightly, not slowing his stride for even a second.Bathed in golden sunlight, his sharp features remained impassive, his tone ice-cold. “You and your husband are both alive and well. Why would Eugene’s life or death fall on me?”The implication was clear—if Eugene truly coul
She turned to Louis, half-joking yet serious. "I like him for being handsome, gentle, generous, and deeply devoted.""What?" Nathan looked stunned, as if he couldn’t believe his ears.To him, aside from the first trait barely passing, the rest sounded completely made up.Louis shot him a displeased
They were “special friends” because, unbeknownst to Adora, they were mutual friends—hers and Louis’.Though his identity as White-Coat Deity hadn’t yet been revealed, and Adora was still in the dark, Louis knew the truth couldn’t stay buried forever.But it didn’t matter. They were getting married s
Adora was speechless. "She was joking.""I wasn’t."The room quieted.Adora had eaten just enough to feel comfortably full when a memory from that morning suddenly surfaced. She glanced at Louis a few times, hesitating.He noticed immediately. "What is it? You look like you want to say something."







