Standing not far away, Rain could clearly see the strangeness in Yves's eyes. Obviously, he was stung, and he felt that there was nothing he could do. He hugged Siman tightly in his arms, and a little mist could already be seen in those brown eyes.
Rain had no doubts about Siman's words.
Who is Nael? What can't he do?
Siman's ruin, in his dictionary, was considered a small punishment.
Even though it was scorching hot weather, Rain felt his whole body break out in a cold sweat. If he knew that what she did before was all for leaving, he didn't know how he would punish her?
Rain didn't dare to think about it, she just comforted herself, she couldn't possibly know.
Yves brought the emotionally out-of-control Siman back to the room. Rain felt that it would be unnecessary to stay any long
