During the season of autumn rain, the city of Ael looked completely renewed after a night's baptism.
The villa where the Scott Family lived spanned hundreds of square meters, with flowers and plants transplanted from various countries in the front yard. Usually, when Felix Scott had nothing to do, he would hum songs in the yard while watering flowers and weeding.
After a whole night of rain, the flowers in the yard were scattered.
The man watered a round of flowers, his gaze always fixed on the room at the far left on the third floor.
The curtains of the room were tightly drawn.
Since last night, after his daughter returned with her son-in-law, the relationship between the two had been very strange.
If there was no affection between them, then why did they sleep in the same room last night?
And...
Thinking about last night, hearing those ambiguous conversations upstairs by the window, his father's heart couldn't help but stir.
