Chapter 427

"What did he do to you?" Mayra was close to breaking down. Leaning against the door, she squatted down and grabbed her hair. She buried her face into her arms and tried hard not to think about the past. Time slowly passed, and her last defense finally cracked. "Gordon, help me… Gordon!" "Gordon? Is that the man you like?" "Yes." "Did he come to rescue you?" "He didn't," she said. "Why not?" "He was dead. I dreamed of him dying. It's my fault… " "If you're in danger, who would you want to come rescue you? Anderson or Gordon?" There was someone whispering in her ear. The voice was faint and seemed to be luring her to give a certain answer. "He won't come. He married Isabel. It rained so heavily that day… " "Are you saying that Anderson married Isabel? Where were you when they got married?" Mayra felt like there were invisible hands tearing at her, and the pain was excruciating. "Stop asking… Stop asking… Please. Stop." Just then, someone made an impact with the door