Chapter 240

Candlelight flickered inside the wooden cabin. Outside the door stood a water tank, home to two goldfish that Mayra was raising. Without any warning, the room's door was pushed open. Mayra was too exhausted from the day. Even though she heard a faint noise, she could barely open her eyes. The candle burned out and was extinguished by the wind from the window. She managed to open her eyes briefly, only to see a dark figure standing by her bed. Thinking it was a dream, she closed her eyes and fell back asleep. In the dim moonlight, the man observed Mayra on the bed. She was only wearing a white camisole without a bra, revealing the bruises on her shoulders and the scratches on her face. The man's anger simmered as he touched her bandaged hands that were stained with blood. The moment he saw her wounds, his emotions erupted like a flood bursting its banks. Anderson's rage intensified when he thought about how her suffering was for Gordon. Years ago, when Anderson was being hunted by