Chapter 162

He said nonchalantly, "You can go."

"Yes."

...

The wind and rain gradually become heavier.

Someone would make the trip to the small private cottage daily to deliver their meals.

Maeve had been yearning for a chance to visit the villa, but the incessant storm trapped her in the room.

At noon, a villa staff member arrived with their meal, driving a shuttle bus. After collecting the dishes and leavin