I swallowed my tears and struggled to drag my legs, which were in excruciating pain. I took out the divorce agreement that had been prepared in the drawer, along with the wound examination report left after I rescued someone in Celestia eight years ago, and a recording pen, all of which were placed in the most prominent place.
I struggled to climb up by the window. The waves were surging below the villa, and an inconspicuous small boat was approaching not far away.
Timothee's message just came in on my phone. [Do you know you are wrong? As long as you come over, kneel down, and apologize to Tatiana, she can forgive you.]
[I've already pleaded for you, just be obedient and don't make things difficult for me.]
I replied. [My biggest mistake was saving a man in black who was stabbed eight times in the middle of the night at Celestia Port eight years ago.]
I threw my mobile phone and jumped into the sea.
At this moment, the mobile phone on the ground began to vibrate wildly.
