The light outside the backyard was dim. Darlene looked up and could not see the face of the man in the dark.
But the voice was too familiar. The moment she felt relieved when she escaped, she felt as if she had been doused with cold water.
All the expectations were extinguished once again. When she looked over, she felt cold from head to toe.
She held the certificate tightly in her hand. The edge of the certificate pierced into her hand. She could not tell where the pain was.
Avery looked at her. His eyes were extremely calm as if nothing had happened between them. He could not see her resistance, nor could he see the disgust she felt towards him.
He looked at her as if a gentle and considerate husband looked at his beloved wife.
He took a step closer to her. "Darlene, Mr. Walpole will not be back. Go back home with me."
Darlene shook her head. She clenched her trembling hands, her knuckles turning pale.