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.

the pain, remaining motionless

harbored an ardent desire to storm into the ward

he also comprehended that such a course of action

would crumble to naught

took his leave, driving toward an

recollections of him. As his vehicle rolled into the

acknowledged the greeting

apartment spanning approximately 80 square meters, brimming with cherished memories of his time with

of the Moore family dwelled within this aging apartment, where Harold’s mother would

Times were arduous indeed.

his sense of self—worth, Rena would frequently grace his presence, preparing meals for him and discreetly offering him financial

naive woman

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