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When Anya Sterling walked out alone, Julian genuinely breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, in the end, she would still come to him.
But the next second, he was forced into a desperate struggle with Valerie.
During the fight, his leg broke again.
Julian used his hands to drag himself outward.
The door wouldn’t open.
He pressed himself against the floor, stunned, trying to hear what was happening outside
the door.
Nothing. There was nothing.
The area outside the door was long empty. She was gone.
The moment the flames engulfed him, he suddenly felt a sense of release, letting the fire scorch every part of his body.
Like an embrace from hell.
Anya Sterling, in your next life, never meet someone like me again.
Yesterday
