The glasses had long been taken off and placed in the bag.
Though she was now in a disheveled state, her pure and elegant appearance was perfectly illuminated in the night, accompanied by her curvy figure which was impossible to hide.
Mark Reed heard that scream.
Although it reached his ears very faintly, there was a sense of familiarity to it.
His heart skipped a beat, and he slowed down the car.
Not knowing why, his palms on the steering wheel were suddenly sweating.
The silhouette came closer and closer, Mark held his breath, could it be her?
As Valentine Teller walked past the car that splashed her with water, it was moving at a snail's pace.
She felt a penetrating gaze fixed on her.
This gaze felt so familiar.
Her heart flustered, her breath became erratic, just like him...
She turned her head instinctively.
The light inside the car came on.
Although the rain blurred her vision, Valentine still saw him.
She suddenly widened her eyes, why meet him at this moment?
