The jovial atmosphere in the private room was silenced instantly.

I followed her gaze and my eyes landed on Derek in an instant.

He was holding a wine glass and the sleeves of his dark shirt were casually rolled up. It revealed his lean forearms while his wristwatch reflected a cool, dim light.

He glanced over nonchalantly. At that moment, our eyes met.

He was really alive.

I felt shocked and delighted at the same time. Feeling genuinely happy from the bottom ...