It was almost midnight. Grace was lying in bed, staring at the dark cell phone. She was still awake.

Just then, there was the sound of the key turning at the door of the villa. Grace jumped up from the bed and barefoot out of the room.

She saw Carl, who looked so tired.

However, she did not see him for a few days. He lost weight so much. His already well-defined facial features became more and more hale. His eyes were covered with red blood and his chin was covered with ...