CHAPTER 739
The wind howled softly through the house as windows clattered, while occasional cracks of thunder rumbled through the air alongside sharp flashes of lightning.
The rain showed no sign of subsiding anytime soon as Grey listened attentively to Yami's backstory, while Clarice continued staring at the tray of food placed before her.
She had heard her husband's past a few times before.
The first was when they met, the second occurred when he was educating Finral and Vanessa on the importance of keeping their family name concealed.
Yet one thought continued looping through her mind.
'… Damn. This meal is getting cold.'
With a sharp exhale, Yami poured the final sip of his drink into his mouth and tossed the bottle aside, where it rolled briefly before settling.
"So you see, that's how I came to be. A year later, I wandered into this town where I met Clarice, and we decided to build our own home in this place.
