She knew who the man was. Satan's lackey. He was looking at her, his face inscrutable. "The boss said you're free."

Jude stared back at him.

"He said he won't dwell on your betrayal any longer, nor would he use Pierre's woman and children. He'll fight him fair and square."

Jude wanted to sit up, but she couldn't, no matter how hard she tried. "The boss said you and us are over now." Then he left. She was free, but Jude didn't feel any satisfaction from it. She knew she would never see Satan anymore for as long as she lived. She insisted on getting discharged three days after that. The doctor objected, saying she was still too wounded to do that, but she didn't want to stay in the hospital any longer. She got herself a ticket for a flight back to Digton as soon as she could.

It was farewell to Springvale, for she thought she would never return to that land. But she was at a loss when she disembarked at Digton. She had no home, no family, and was wounded all over. I can't see Selena like this. She plopped down at the roadside near the airport, the night breeze blowing across her. She flipped through her contacts and noticed she had someone she could call, and call she did.

as normal as she could, but Wyatt was a doctor. He knew something

died when she was still young, and her father was a policeman. She'd either stay home alone, visit the neighbor's place, or go to the police station every time her father was

father's demise, she applied to be a spy, but her late father's colleagues wouldn't agree to it, for she was just a child then. She started going on a hunger strike and threatened to starve herself to death if

until that point, but she didn't want to live that kind of life anymore. All she wanted was to live a life of peace

date, my little

on himself and fell along with Jude. "W-What was that?" He thought he was hearing things. Wyatt liked Jude even before he knew her, and he was obsessed

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