Karl stepped out of the restaurant —only to see his brother's car already pulling away.
He broke into a run, trying to catch up. But before he could even get close, the car had already sped past the street corner and disappeared from the sight.
Pier, noticing him, hurried over and grabbed his arm. "Brother Karl, why are you running like that?"
"Of course —to get under the wing of my sister-in-law," Karl shot back without hesitation.
Pier followed his gaze toward the empty road, his expression turning solemn.
"Oh … isn't that bad?" he said seriously. "Now, how are you going to survive the night?"
Karl's face crumpled as if he were about to cry. He had truly believed he would be safe as long as his sister-in-law was by his side.
But ... she had left him behind.
Didn't he make it clear how much he respected her?
Or was she still judging her based on his previous conduct?
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Meanwhile, in the car—
Adelyn froze for a second.
Remembered her?
