Chapter - 65

It had begun to snow. The black car was on its top speed. Sara Owen was looking out the window, forlorn. Yohan Dixon's heart was racing because of her puffy eyes and the abrupt change in her behaviour.

He gazed at her when the car stopped in front of the villa. She gradually opened the door and exited. He kept staring at her as she limped to the master bedroom.

Something has to do with the swimming pool. She was still frightened.

He smoked two cigarettes before making his way to the main bedroom.

When he opened the door, she was standing on the balcony, hugging her chest, as if she needed protection.

The peach nightgown revealed the precise shapes of her tiny physique. Yohan Dixon walked to the restroom to wash up.

The balcony glass was closed, and she was watching the snowstorm with a constricted heart. She had destroyed the moment. He was overjoyed. She was thrilled. But everything had been ruined. She wished to be free of every old memory. Even now, she remained petrified of t