Chapter 157 Loved One Hundred And Fifty Seven

• Marie felt the air of the city touch her skin; she had not been here for years, and she had sworn to herself that she was never going to come back here, but one word from Charles and she was here again. She took a deep breath; her goal was clear: help Chatles out and be out of the city before anyone catches a whiff of her. Charles knew very well not to ask her back, but it must be that it was a situation he could not avoid.
• She looked around the departure hall, hoping that he had sent someone to her. Her eyes caught the signpost with her name, Marie Frost, on it. "Marie Frost?" she murmured to herself as she walked at a slow pace towards it. "I haven't used that name in years; who can he still think of referring to me as that?" she asked as she walked towards the man.
• "Mrs. Frost?" the man asked when she stopped in front of him.