Her hands trembled even more than when she removed her clothes.

She recognized that their connection had come to an end.

He would soon depart from Warsew, vanishing from her world.

There was a possibility she would never lay eyes on him again for the remainder of her life.

Several minutes later, she completed dressing and approached him slowly. In a hoarse voice, she uttered, "Thank you."

Marcus averted his gaze from her.

Adjusting his shirt, he opened the door before she could. Sylvia stood on the other side.

Observing the door opening, Sylvia appeared relieved.

"Mr. Fowler."

Exiting the hotel suite, Marcus directed, “We depart at once.

Reschedule the meeting for 3:00 p.m."

Sylvia gave a silent nod.

Observing Melissa, it was unclear what Sylvia intended to convey.

Sylvia, with a career marked by few errors, found herself in a rare blunder this time. Even after Marcus left, she lingered, entering the suite with a sigh.

Sylvia questioned Melissa, "What caused Mr. Fowler to be so upset? He may have a quick temper, but he genuinely cares about you."

Sylvia sensed that Melissa might be hiding something.

Otherwise, how could this situation unfold?

Melissa gently shook her head, confessing, "It's me who can't seem to get along with him."

With trembling hands, Melissa presented the watch.

Though she initially wanted to keep it as a memento, its value made her hesitate. Addressing Sylvia, she said, "Please return it to him.