On a dark rainy night.
Yanni was driving alone and he had driven to every single possible spot Sam might have been but she was nowhere to be found.
In the end, Yanni sat completely defeated in the flowerbed like a completely broken child.
‘Sammie… where exactly did you go…’
Rain was splashing onto his face, so much so that it had seemingly obscured his expressions as Yanni covered his face with his hands in a very depressed mood.
A black umbrella suddenly shielded him from the rain.
It seemed that Guin had followed him. She lowered her gaze to stare at the broken man as she asked, “Is Sam… really that important to you?”
Yanni did not answer her because he felt that she would never understand. He raised his buried face and said, “How do you know I’m here?”
Guin answered honestly, “I told you that I like you and I wasn’t joking. I’ve always cared about you.”
Guin was not lying. Since Sam had gone missing for a couple of days now, Yanni had pretty much exhausted all his power revenues within North City in the search for Sam. Thus, all Guin had to do was probe slightly to find out about this entire ordeal since Guin was the daughter of the Yellen family.
However, Yanni seemed to have no reaction toward her confession. He was currently drowning in despair of losing Sam so how could he even bother about her feelings anyway?
The man got up and strode toward his car. He said, “Don’t follow anymore.”
After Yanni left her with that cold remark, he got into his car, started the engines and immediately disappeared into the rainy night.
Although Guin’s finger had turned pale from holding onto the umbrella, she swiftly entered her car as well and started tailing the black Bentley in front of her.
Yanni returned to his mansion. The instant he arrived at his house, he did not bother to shower even after being completely soaked by rainwater. Instead, he took out a bottle of liquor from his bar, opened it and immediately started chugging.
Aunt Yen could not help but worry when she noticed how much of a mess Yanni looked as she said, “Sir, you’re completely drenched. You should take a hot shower or else you’d get sick.”
A hot shower? He felt no different from being dead right now so why would he be afraid of being sick?
Sam had left once again and this felt like his life had been completely drained away in an instant. He struggled so hard to live and endure all those years. Eventually, he finally got used to her absence. However, it seemed that the heavens above cared about him and had offered him a second chance in life because after Sam’s return, he once again felt happy, motivated and was not as dark as he used to be. However, just when he assumed he finally had the world in his hands, she left him once again.
This time, like before, he could not find her. Similar to ten years ago, he felt extremely helpless and he went looking for her like a mad man. It seemed that only by resorting to such methods of self-harm would he be able to numb the psychological pain he felt in his heart.
Another roar from an engine could be heard coming from the courtyard.
When Aunt Yen curiously walked over to the door to have a look, she noticed Guin getting out of her car and was striding toward the mansion in her high heels.
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