"Back then, Mr. and Mrs. Wilson committed suicide and you got married. The house was empty. Many people had their eyes on the villa. They took things from it and wreaked havoc. Some even took a step further and tried to take the tiles away!
"I tried my best to guard this place for you and suffered a lot of retaliation. New injuries are added on top of the old ones. Later, a few ruthless gangers almost beat me to death, dragged me to the mass grave, and buried me."
May's story shocked Shirley, who clenched her fists. "May, you've suffered a lot. Don't worry, I won't let them get away with it!"
"Ms. Wilson, don't be mad. I'm fine. As long as I can see you, everything is worth it!"
The vibe was so good. May and Shirley hugged each other, crying and venting all the grievances that they had suffered for the past four years.
"Then what happened afterward? How did you escape?"
Shirley wiped her tears and asked curiously.