Chapter 17 Called to the Youngs Old Manor

I stood there silently, looking at him. At this point, I had no idea what he was thinking. Initially, I thought he loved Moore so much that he would risk his life for her, and naturally, he would divorce me to give Moore a home. However, his abnormal behavior last night left me puzzled. Seeing me standing still, he raised an eyebrow. “The sunrise today is quite beautiful. Let’s watch it before we go back.” This was clearly an instruction. I glanced at the sun that had already risen above the mountains, its dazzling rays warming me. I did not know how long he planned to stay, so I just stood there indifferently. Seeing that I was not moving, he got up and walked toward me, not looking at me, but heading straight to the car. It was as if there was nothing left to say. We drove towards the city. The car ride was silent, filled only with the sound of the wind rustling through the trees. When I saw that he was driving toward Clearwater Residence, I frowned. “You can drop me off here,