Chapter 49

The wail of fire engines pierced through the night, growing louder as it neared the villa. Right as Callum's car entered the gates of Rosewood Residences, he saw the burning wall of roaring flames. A big part of the sky above him was painted a deep red from the flames. His heart sank as a wave of foreboding swept over him. The car screeched to a halt in front of the main building. He then flung the door open and sprinted toward the inferno. The moment he saw what was burning, he stopped in his tracks. Those pristine lilies he had meticulously cultivated for Nadia were now twisting in the flames, struggling as they were reduced to ashes. All his careful devotion, everything he had once offered her with sincerity, was being destroyed by her own hand. It was so ruthless, so final. The air reeked of burning. The once-sweet lily fragrance now mingled with the acrid stench of death and decay—a grotesque, suffocating scent. Rage surged through him, incinerating all reason. Did she