Kaya Jones buried her head in his neck, the familiar scent of perfume making her want to sleep. She wanted to rest, wanted to live a simple, pain-free life, but somewhere inside another girl was screaming that she wanted revenge. For a moment, Kaya Jones felt so tired. It seemed that I had really fallen in love with this confusing man in the sun and in the rain.
She had loved someone so deeply, madly in love with him, and ready to give herself up, but in all the years she'd sold her life for him, never had he carried her on his back or held her in his arms like Michelle Mackenzie did.
The two returned to the hotel to rest, Kaya Jones slept straight until late afternoon before waking up. Originally, she should use her free time to walk around the street, admire the scenery, as a result, her leg was a little scratched and she was locked in the room by the cruel boss.