The villa's servant was taken aback upon seeing Edwin.

Why did he come back at this hour?

The servant contemplated asking Edwin if he wished to have a midnight snack, but Edwin gestured with a wave of his hand, signaling that he preferred not to engage in conversation.

Edwin went upstairs by himself and collapsed onto the plush bed.

He didn't tend to his wound. He simply closed his eyes, but couldn't get rid of the image of Laura in tears.

He covered his eyes with his uninjured hand, smiling bitterly.

During the night, Edwin drifted into a hazy slumber.

Upon awakening, he could hear the sound of light rain outside.

Suddenly, he sat up, his gaze fixated vacantly on the darkness beyond.

The outside was shrouded in blackness, save for a faint glimmer of pale light in the sky. It gave an eerie and unsettling atmosphere.

Edwin's Adam's apple bobbed.

Edwin couldn't help but think about Laura. Had she returned to the apartment? Or was she still standing outside in the rain?

He wished to believe that she was smart, that she would take the house, the check and Leave.

He wanted nothing more to do with her. He resolved to sever all contact from this point onward.

But he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. He decided to take a shower, hoping it would wash away his anxiety.

The warmth of the bathroom enveloped him, but it failed to soothe his restless mind. Edwin wrapped a bath towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom.

Five minutes later, he was in his sports car.

At three o'clock in the morning, the black sports car came to a sharp stop.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he arrived at the scene where he had left Laura.

Edwin didn't get out of the car immediately.