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Bending down to take out slippers from the shoe cabinet, just as
I straightened my body, my forehead bumped into the hanging
cabinet.
Terrence’s face turned pale, and he shouted, “Bethany?”
No response.
The villa was cold and lifeless.
Terrence irritably changed into slippers and pushed open the bedroom door.
The quilt was neatly folded, and the room was empty.
Terrence gripped the doorknob, exerting more force, with veins slightly bulging on the back of his hand and knuckles turning white.
He closed the door, changed his shoes, and left the villa.
Bethany finished cutting all the shapes around 8 o’clock in the evening. Some were stuck on the windows, while others were stuck on the cabinets.
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She personally delivered it to Presley.
Presley looked very satisfied and praised Bethany’s work as
very spirited.
Presley felt that it was a bit wasteful to stick it on the window, it
should be framed and hung on the wall.
Bethany smiled and said that she could cut bas–relief shapes to
frame and hang on the wall.
Presley instantly became interested and chatted with Bethany
for a long time. She even wanted Bethany to help her with some
things to hang on the wall.
This old craft is still loved by some people, and Bethany is naturally willing.
When she left, it was already late. Presley asked Julio to
accompany her.
Terrence arrived at Bethany’s room, the luggage was still there,
but no one was seen. He lit a cigarette and leaned on the
balcony, his gaze casually falling on the hotel entrance.
Finally, it came to a halt…
Bethany got out of Julio’s car.
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After Julio got off the car, he put his hands in the pockets of hist
overcoat, with a gentle expression between his eyebrows, and
watched Bethany walk inside.
Bethany had just taken a few steps.
“Dummy.”
Julio called her.
Bethany turned around.
Julio’s lips moved, and the words on the edge of his lips changed
to two words: “Goodnight.”
Bethany smiled and made a sign for goodnight.
Julio stood still, staring as Bethany walked away.
Terrence snapped the cigarette between his fingertips.
Fell to the ground.
The cigarette butt splashed fireworks.
He turned off the lights in the room.
Ding-
Bethany entered the password and the door opened.
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She hadn’t even had time to turn on the lights when she was
already pulled in by a pair of strong hands, pressed against the
doorway, sealing her lips.

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