Chapter 77: Falling Soul

• I didn’t reach out my hands, because I was too exhausted to talk to Shawn. “Please tell him that I have come back,” I said. She walked towards the veranda and called. I didn’t pay attention to what she said to Shawn, because I noticed that she looked down the stairs through the window.
• I crept out to the balcony, watching the direction of her eyesight. Jonathan’s car was parked downstairs. Several bodyguards stood looking around vigilantly, not far from the car. He leaned half against the car and smoked quietly. His beige shirt was noticeable in the darkness, beside the dazzling neon lights and busy streets. “Why hadn't he left?” I wondered. Hesitation was not his style. Then I thought, “Was he waiting for me?”
• He seemed not too cold-hearted, he may have agreed to get a divorce. In a flash, I wanted to rush to talk to him impulsively and say, “Let us start over?”