Aldana Candi pressed her increasingly weary feet as she wandered aimlessly on the island.
The rain grew heavier, and it became more difficult for her to hold the umbrella. Her feet ached more and more. She looked up, gazing at the white expanse of rain around her, a faint chill seeping into her heart.
Philip Shaw, where did he go?
Could it be that he jumped into the sea to commit suicide after what she said?
Probably not... He's not that determined...
Feeling slightly anxious inside, Aldana regretted her impulsiveness just now.
No matter how angry she was at him, she shouldn't have chased a severely injured and newly awakened person out. This place was unfamiliar, and there were no hospitals. If he got infected with some virus or bacteria, he would just have to wait for death.
Thinking of this, she secretly took a deep breath, forced her almost collapsing legs to walk aimlessly around.
