Chapter 153- Stop fighting
Manfred’s car was parked just outside the resort village, as there was no designated parking inside.
When he stepped out carrying the things he had brought for Janet and closed the door behind him, his eyes casually glanced to the right—
right in front of him were two sports cars, one black, one blue.
Manfred recognized instantly: those were Charles’s cars.
His heart skipped a beat.
The items in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, but he had no time to pick them up.
He turned and ran back without hesitation.
No matter how much he had planned, he never expected Charles to show up here.
Every step Charles took toward the resort was heavy, as the soft sobbing that floated through the air stirred his heart like molten lava—roiling and burning.
After turning away earlier, he hadn’t seen what happened next.
Since he left, her world had shattered—body and soul—without a single glimmer of light.
Charles climbed the steps, his eyes fixed on the trembling figure curled into herself, tears the size of beads dripping down her long lashes.