Chapter 29: Like a wounded wolf

Slowly withdrawing her hand, Anne Jenner turned to go into the hotel, Betha and Sarah Terah followed, Sarah Terah, still shaking, turned to look at the person standing at the bottom of the steps.

The wind was very strong, seeping into the collar of his shirt, the eyes behind the glasses were deep, bottomless. But that face is still very beautiful.

With the darkness as one, like a wounded wolf.

The more Sarah Terah looked, the more scared she got, turned around and ran after Anne Jenner.

Anne Jenner didn't walk fast, her high heels collided with the stairs, rattled, the belt of her shirt was loosely tied, standing out among the white skin, the rose branch flickered, Edward Mitchell put his hand in his pocket and stood there. Looking at his back getting farther and farther away, after a while, he smiled faintly, turned to leave.

Hand pulled the car door open, then forcefully closed it again.

Boom—a sound.

He stood in front of the car door, lowering his head to light a cigarette, his eye