Through the car window, Madeline saw the face that she had been dreaming of.

She hurriedly lowered the window and stared blankly at the man sitting in the passenger seat of the car next door.

Through the curtain of rain, the outline of the man's resolute and graceful profile fell into her sight.

Madeline stared incredulously while her heartbeat gradually became faster. "Jeremy..." she softly called out, and the man in the car turned his face toward her.

However, the light had turned to green at this moment and the car drove away right past her with a swish.

It seemed that what happened at that instant was merely an illusion.

Madeline was in a daze until a honking sound came from behind, urging her to move. Only then did she step on the accelerator, but the car from just now was already nowhere to be found. She did not remember the license plate number of the car either.

Madeline immediately investigated the incident through her connections, but nothing was found.

‘Jeremy, is it