Harold had previously witnessed Rena’s captivating charm when she engaged in such intimate gestures with him.

His emotions surged, fueling a blaze of anger within him, prompting his fists to clench tightly.

Overwhelmed by Rena’s painful yet joyful groan, Harold succumbed to an impulsive urge, striking the adjacent wall with a forceful punch.

Crimson droplets adorned the wall’s surface, creating a splattered canvas of blood.

Harold’s hand, wounded from the impact, bled profusely.

to the pain, remaining motionless as his countenance grew

an ardent desire to storm into the ward and whisk

course of action would promptly annul his engagement to

would crumble

his leave, driving toward an antiquated apartment

still retained vivid recollections

acknowledged the greeting with a

an apartment spanning approximately 80 square meters, brimming with

teetered on the precipice of bankruptcy. The members of the Moore family dwelled within this aging apartment, where Harold’s mother would haggle at the market in pursuit of food that was about to go bad—because

Times were arduous indeed.

grace his presence, preparing meals for

naive

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