"Mark, just let me go!"
Even if he wouldn't let her go, she would still leave.
Maybe one day, he'd come home and she would already be gone.
Although Madison thought countless times about quietly leaving, she never put it into action.
She couldn't bear to leave him, nor could she bear to leave this home.
Every little detail was her heart and soul!
Everything in the house was designed and bought by her own hands. Her longing for marriage was embedded in every corner of the home, making it so cozy that she couldn't bring herself to leave.
Mark was about to say something when his phone suddenly rang.
He was about to ignore it, but seeing the caller ID made him alert. He decisively answered the call.
After the person on the other end finished a brief report, Mark's nerves were tensed, and his brows furrowed deeply.
