Chapter 79 Harsh

The residents of Clarkbrook Village had made a living from fishing for generations. On both sides of the narrow bridge leading to the dock were rows of fishing boats docked tightly together. In the distance, silhouettes of people could be seen collecting nets from the shimmering silver waters. At the empty docks, Kieran suddenly heard a sharp cry behind him. He frowned slightly and instinctively turned his head to look back. It was a casual glance, but the moment his gaze focused, his nonchalant expression froze. On the wooden bridge leading to the docks, he met with Emery's shocked eyes. Kieran's expression darkened. It had been a month since they parted ways. At this moment, there wasn't much distance between them. It was enough for Kieran to clearly see the alarm on Emery's face—a sign of her deep-seated resistance toward him. Her outright look of disgust made him frown. "Why are you here all of a sudden?" Kieran's expression was stern, and his dark eyes flickered with a hint