Darrell lowered his voice, "How about I come over to see you?"

It was indeed a bit abrupt in the middle of the night, but he couldn't bear the thought of Renata crying alone.

She sat on the bathroom floor. It was hard not to be moved by such tenderness when she was vulnerable. She agreed almost without thinking.

Darrell immediately grabbed his car keys.

He headed out of his apartment while saying softly, "Don't hang up, I'll keep you company."

He drove quickly on the way to her place. The early summer night breeze brushed against his face. It carried the scent of love.

Half an hour later, a black Land Rover slowly drove through the gate, passing by a black Bentley. Darrell didn’t notice Charles, but the latter saw him.

The night was quiet. Charles was smoking in the driver's seat. He watched the lights in the small villa turn on and saw Darrell go inside to be with her.

Charles watched quietly.

He might be sitting in his car, but his crisp white shirt billowed in the wind. It