C396 Back.

His car was heading in the direction of his home. He didn't need to look for it anymore. If he still harbored the fantasy that she would be waiting for him at home, then he was so stupid!

When he returned home, the room was still filled with darkness.

His grip on the doorknob was white, and his cold eyes swept over the dark, cold room.

He slammed the door and walked straight to the sofa