Jessie retorted, "He's not handsome. I must be blind to be into him."

In the pouring rain, Marcus stood without an umbrella.

Rich men like him seldom opted for taxis, hence, he decided on a leisurely walk back.

Rather than returning to the apartment, he chose to retrieve his car.

The rain poured relentlessly.

Marcus pondered the possibility of encountering Melissa along the way.

Despite their separation, he considered offering her a ride, especially given her recent recovery. Moreover, with his imminent departure for Livebop, clarifying certain matters seemed prudent.

Admittedly, he had been compassionate in the past.

However, the day in the ward, when she uttered Ryan's name, marked a turning point.

Marcus couldn't find it within himself to forgive her.

In his inebriated and sour state tonight, Marcus, craving a cigarette, placed it in his mouth. However, dampened by the rain, it resisted ignition.

He casually rubbed it and tossed it into the trash can.

Ten minutes later, Marcus revisited the spot where Melissa had appeared. Surprisingly, she was still there, yet not alone.

Someone accompanied her.

Though the figures were unclear in the rain, Marcus discerned that it was Ryan. The two engaged in a conversation amidst the rain. Melissa wore a slightly puzzled expression when, out of the blue, Ryan hugged her.

Across the street, Marcus observed their interaction in silence.

Notably, Melissa refrained from immediately rebuffing Ryan, her expression retaining a sense of bewilderment.

Yet Ryan clung to her steadfastly.

Observing them intently, Marcus grinned and remarked, “Fascinating.

Despite her professed love for me, here she is embracing another."