Chasing His Runaway Wife
But while peace settled in our home, outside its walls, a storm was quietly gathering.
Back at her own apartment, Yuki sat alone in the dark, her face twisted into a mask of pure hatred and envy. The polite smile she had worn earlier was gone, replaced by a terrifying, cold fury. She slammed her teacup down onto the table so hard it cracked, the sound echoing through the empty room.
Reconciled? she thought, her nails digging into her palms until they drew blood. After everything I planned, everything I did to pull you two apart… you just go and fix it all in one night?
Bab Populer