But Amanda Jenkins slightly raised her chin, her gaze resolutely toward the suddenly changing sky outside the window.
Lightning cleaved in her black pupils, the pallid light illuminating her stubborn little face. Her entire face appeared translucent and pearly white in the darkness.
Her gaze unyieldingly faced the dazzling lightning, her lips tightly pursed.
So much had happened by now, she had nothing left to fear.
If Heaven truly wanted to go against her, then let the storm come even more fiercely!
She, Amanda Jenkins, absolutely would not fall!
Absolutely not!
By ten o'clock at night, Kent had already fallen asleep in Amanda Jenkins's arms.
Amanda Jenkins and Jesslyn Derei were still unwaveringly staring at Ethan Jenkins's bedroom door.
The flashing of lightning and roaring of thunder continued outside the window without any hint of pausing.
At that moment, the door opened.
Jack came out from inside.