Hope Williams sighed. "Let's go back."
"Alright, no more thinking about it. We'll head back to the Emperor Capital tomorrow. Everything here is done, okay?"
Hope closed her eyes, burying herself in Waylon Lewis's embrace, and held his waist tightly.
Over. But how hard it is...
When had she not wanted to just abandon everything, to run away from the Williams Family, and to flee from all of this?
Yet she keenly felt she couldn't escape.
Some things could only be faced.
Feeling Hope's helplessness and confusion, Waylon gently stroked her hair.
"It's alright. I'll face it all with you."
...
The next day.
With so many emotions suppressed in her heart, Hope had stayed awake the entire night.
In the morning, she was forced back to bed by Waylon and finally slept until noon.
After lunch, a guest arrived at the villa.
Looking at the elder brought in by Thomas Hughes, Hope frowned lightly. "You are?"
