Excuse me? Who's that?"

"I am.

In the middle of the night, Evelyn left the manor with a group of bodyguards.

Carlos wanted to go with Evelyn, but she refused.

“Dad, please stay here and take care of Gwyn. Gwyn and Mom need you. I have a small army of bodyguards. I'll be fine."

“Okay. Keep in touch," Carlos nodded resignedly.

"IT wilt."

They drove along the expressway all night. It wasn't until daybreak that Evelyn saw the sign for "Van Town.”

Since she was only thirty kilometers away from her destination, her heart beat faster and faster.

Evelyn finally found Sheffield in a shabby hut. When she arrived at the cottage, she saw a crowd of villagers gathered outside. She posted several bodyguards to guard at the door and then walked in alone.

It had already been five days since Sheffield disappeared. Evelyn finally received some information about him, but she was the only one who was informed.

The second she saw Sheffield, Evelyn, who had stayed strong for five days, couldn't help but burst into tears. Her knees began to give up on her so she hold onto the door.

The small hut was filled with a strong smell of blood. Everywhere she looked, there were bloodstains.

On the ground, a man covered in blood was lying on a stack of hay. From where she was standing, she could already see the wounds all over his body.

“Shef..." Evelyn sobbed, his name stuck in her throat.

She walked towards him very slowly. She had been praying for this moment, but seeing him in that way, her heart ached with every heavy step she took.

Before she could clearly see his face, she thought she might be mistaken. A part of her was wishing that it wasn't him. There was no way this wounded, broken man, lying almost lifeless on the ground was her Sheffield.

When Sheffield heard the sound from the door, he moved a little and turned his head, which was also covered with wounds and blood. When he saw that it was the woman he had been missing so much, he smiled with great difficulty.

"Ev"

His throat was dry since he hadn't had any water for days. Blood oozed out his mouth while he tried so hard to smile.

Evelyn covered her mouth with both hands. Even though tears were streaming down her cheeks Like torrents of flood, she tried her best not to cry out Loud.

He reached out his injured hand to her and said in a hoarse voice,

“Eve... I missed you." Throughout this ordeal, there were times when he had thought that he would never see her again. Thank every god in this universe. He was able to take one Last look at the woman he loved so deeply.

Evelyn didn't know how she managed to walk up to him. The next thing she knew, she was kneeling on the ground and was holding Sheffield's scarred hand.

"Sheffield." She called his name, weeping.