Without waiting for Howard Geoffrey to respond, Becca walked towards the building, not daring to look at Howard.
Soon, Howard's car engine started, and the car sped away like lightning.
Watching the car's silhouette disappear, Becca's sorrow invaded her helpless soul, and the pain at this moment was torturing her heart.
Suddenly, her tears fell uncontrollably.
Wiping her tears clean, Becca forced a smile as she looked up at the sky.
Who could know that at this moment, her smile was bitter, yet it was not even a fraction of what she felt inside.
A few minutes later, Becca unlocked her home with a key.
Aunt Clare was cleaning the house and, seeing Becca return, she quickly put down the cloth she was holding and greeted her with a merry smile, "Miss."
Becca was already acting as if nothing was wrong, "Hmm?"
"You didn't come back all night last night..."
"Don't get the wrong idea, nothing happened."
