Chapter 6

With a deafening crash, all Dashiell could hear was a ringing in his ears. He didn't listen to anything else, rushing madly towards the boarding gate.

Lavender was bewildered, startled by his behavior. She instinctively called out Dashiell's name.

But the man was deaf to her cries, his frantic figure stumbling as he ran.

Lavender could only drag her luggage and chase after him, finally making it onto the plane just before takeoff.

On the plane, Dashiell's lips were tightly pressed, his jaw clenched, gripping his phone with white knuckles. No matter what Lavender said, he remained silent.

Eventually, Lavender sat beside him, feeling a bit peeved herself. But this time, she waited for a long while without the man coming to comfort her.

After landing, Dashiell hurriedly got into the car that was already waiting at the exit. Before Lavender could even get in, the black Bentley shot out like an arrow.