There was never a third party between them.
He was the one she had been waiting for all along, and he never forgot her.
Even if his mind forgot, his dreams still had her…
No one can harm his Molly, not even him!
Charles White gripped the steering wheel tightly, slammed the accelerator to the floor, and the car shot out like an arrow.
Soon, he discovered the van parked by the roadside.
He abruptly stopped the car, rushed forward, and reached out to pull open the van's door.
The car no longer had the shadow of Zoe Yale...
Aria Rowe sat in the passenger seat, her whole being inexplicably excited, even when she saw the terribly grim face of Charles White and his murderous gaze, she just smiled foolishly.
"You took her away? Where is she?" Charles White recognized the person before him, reached out and grabbed Aria Rowe's collar, dragging her out of the car.
If it weren't for asking about Molly's whereabouts, he would have wanted to strangle her right then and there!
