The face was unremarkable, easily forgotten, but the eyes beneath the surface sent chills down her spine.

Instinctively, she took a step back, accidentally bumping into a vase on the ground, making the vase emit a light sound, pulling her back to reality.

Stella also heard the noise and instinctively looked at her.

Wren quickly lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Hall." Her voice trembled slightly, but it wasn't noticeable, and Stella didn't pick up on it.

"It's okay." Stella handed the signed documents to Wren.

"Go ahead, it's signed." Wren took them, hugged them tightly, gave a slight bow to Stella, and turned to leave.

As she closed the door, she glanced at the driver again.

Sensing something, he also looked toward the door.

She quickly lowered her eyes, pulled the door shut, and walked away.

Wren held the documents, her mind blank, feeling somewhat lost.

She clenched her hands tightly, leaving uneven creases on the papers.

In a daze, she collided with someone, and the documents flew out of her arms, scattering all over the floor.

The person she bumped into was an acquaintance, and their relationship was okay.

bent down to help her pick up the scattered items, they scolded

you would've

I just had fixed, would've been

you get plastic surgery?" "You have

it done for half

repair," they

fix your garlic nose

face is ruined by your

is

you?" Wren didn't know what

in the end, she didn't say anything, just hugged the documents

to persuade Wren, Stella

due to

so many days, she was afraid that Darcie would

screenshots of Married Bachelor's Facebook on her Twitter, captioning it:

I don't care.

liking me first." The last picture was of Keegan sitting on the sofa reading, taken from a very close

could

the post

pick up the phone from the floor,

to rest, yet here you are playing with your

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