Chapter 931

A crescent moon hung in the sky, its pale glow draping the earth like a silken veil. The hydrangeas in the garden were enclosed by a wooden fence, their clusters of blooms draping over the edges. The night wind swept through, causing them to sway as though they were dancing in the breeze. It was a serene and beautiful scene, yet Nadine's face was ghostly pale. Brad noticed her pallid complexion and hurriedly stepped forward, placing his hand on her forehead. "You don't look too good. Are you feeling unwell?" Since Nadine had gone missing, Brad had been living in a constant state of regret. He had silently vowed that if Nadine could return safely, he would treat her well and give her everything she could possibly want, including his life, if that was what it took. Hence, after she returned, he cast aside any lingering bitterness and resolved to be the best version of himself for her. Even though her complexion had only slightly changed, he was deeply worried. "You don't have a fever.