Smoke came out from the gap in the door.　　Instantly, Hank's expression changed. He shook off Mandy, who was pulling him, took out his key, and opened the door. "Luna Gloria! What is going on?"　　Before he finished speaking, he choked on the thick smoke and coughed violently.　　Mandy rushed in. "Gloria, don't scare me! Don't tell me that you want to kill yourself!"　　Unfortunately, the smoke was too thick, and the flames were everywhere.　　Hank immediately called the police and tried to rush in.　　A figure passed him quickly and rushed in.　　In the blink of an eye, the figure had already rushed into the thick smoke.　　"Alpha Patrick! You can't go inside!　　"It's too dangerous!"　　Hank shouted, but Patrick turned a deaf ear. He looked around the room through the smoke, but Gloria was nowhere to be seen.　　He immediately rushed to the bedroom door, but the door could not be opened.　　"Gloria! Open the door! Gloria! Open the

　　"Don't move. I just want to look at you," Patrick whispered. Gloria only felt that it was strange. When did he learn to be gentle?　　When she raised her eyes to look at him, she was seized by his eyes. His eyes were like black holes as if swallowing her up. Intense affection seemed to be about to burst out of his eyes in a second.　　She had never experienced this before.　　She had never seen Patrick like this before.　　Before she ran out of patience, he released her.　　He took a step back, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to her. "Don't you want to leave? I'll let you go."　　She took the paper and found it was a divorce agreement.　　As her gaze slid down, Patrick had already signed his name.　　For a moment, she became even more confused.　　He had done everything he could to force her to be with him, but now he had taken out the divorce agreement.　　She didn't understand.　　Gloria looked at Patrick, her

　　"Look, you're hesitating." Christine was like an invader. She pursued further and didn't let Gloria go. "I just asked you if you still loved him, but you hesitated. Do you really know yourself?　　"Gloria, in my opinion, you are running away from him. Three years ago, you tried everything you could to escape. Now, you have made no progress at all. You are still escaping. Will you really be at peace at Waikiki Beach? I will be blunt. If you can only remain calm on Waikiki Beach, it means that you have never been calm."　　Gloria trembled, and her face paled. "Stop it! Enough!"　　Christine's words echoed in her mind. She wanted to press the pause button but there was simply none.　　"Gloria, Waikiki Beach is not a pure land. The peace you think is just your escape," Christine said seriously.　　Christine should not have said this, but she saw some things that the people in the police station did not see.　　She saw Gloria's hesitation.　　During the thre

　　Gloria looked at the sky. "Christine, you know that I hate him and am afraid of him. Six years ago, he sent me to the werewolf prison. There were iron bars everywhere.　　"Not long ago, I woke up in the morning and found myself locked in a space full of iron bars again. He put bars on all the windows. In my opinion, it was no different from my life in prison.　　"He tried all means to imprison me. He was now so sick that he finally let go. He said that he didn't want to continue the game. He was tired of me and I believed it. But isn't that ridiculous? He lets go only when he's dying. Does this mean that he cares about me?　　"You are right. When I was at the airport, I kept thinking about how you scolded me. I was running all the time. I didn't just run from him, but from my family as well.　　"Patrick imprisoned my body. As for me, I imprisoned my heart.　　"Alright, let's get in. It's a bit cold outside." Gloria felt relaxed after saying that. She stood up.