She didn't want to cry.
But she couldn't control her tears at all.
They disobediently, one after another, fell from her eyes.
She missed her parents, and that man... she seemed to have seen him again just now...
Michael sat on the couch in the living room for a moment, recalling that Valentine went to her boyfriend's and wouldn't be back tonight, and Alice hadn't come back home, so he simply stood up, turned off the light in the living room, and lay down on the couch.
Just in case Renee felt uncomfortable in the middle of the night, it was good to have someone to take care of her.
Not long after Michael lay down on the couch, the apartment door sounded.
Michael furrowed his brows suspiciously: Could it be that Valentine was back?
Under normal circumstances, just by hearing this knock on the door, Michael would know that the person standing outside could not possibly be Valentine.
