Chapter 115 A Painful Anger

• The rain had finally stopped, and out of nowhere, the sun broke through the clouds, casting a golden glow over the town. It was as if the summer sky had never been gloomy in the first place. The air smelled fresh, carrying a hint of damp earth. Adela walked alongside Layson Norman, her steps light but her thoughts heavy.
• She didn’t know what to say. Since his arrival, the tension between them had been unbearable. He wasn’t as cold as before, but that didn’t make things any less awkward.
• “When are you heading back to New York?” she finally asked, breaking the silence.