After leaving the café, Alice Turner didn't go home, nor did she go to the Garden Hotel where she was staying. She drove straight to the seaside.
Her chest felt suffocated now; she needed the sea breeze to relieve her pent-up feeling, or she'd end up hitting someone.
At the time, Alice hadn't noticed at all that a car was constantly following behind her.
Her car was fast, the car behind was fast too; her speed slowed down, the car behind slowed down also.
Just like that, the two cars arrived at the seaside together.
After parking the car, Alice opened the door, got out of the car, and walked toward the seaside on the soft beach.
At this moment, inside the car not far away.
Thomas Fisher stared without blinking at Alice Turner walking toward the seaside. He felt exceedingly anxious and worried, wanting to get out of the car and go after her, but he was afraid she'd be angry.
When she left, she had particularly warned him not to secretly follow her.
