Chapter 137: You Can't Get Out of Bed Yet...

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The torrential rain swept across the floral shadows.

Servants entered and exited, carrying cleaned bloodstains. Anna Jadwin couldn't help, standing in the outdoor veranda, watching the dark night in the rain.

Raphael Bailey got a message from the servants that Felicia Sullivan returned to The Baileys' Manor and Mr. Bailey had been shot—

"Where did you go!"

Anna Jadwin was abruptly grabbed by the arm.

Soaked to the bone, Raphael Bailey rushed towards her and shouted!

He had clearly just run wildly, gasping for breath and unable to stand straight. He bent over, bracing his knees, bringing the damp scent of rainwater.

"I…"

"That place is so chaotic, I thought something happened to you!"

He lifted his face to look at her and suddenly grabbed her arm, yanking her into his embrace with force.

Anna Jadwin collided with his damp arms—

Raphael Bailey trembled and yelled, "Are you an idiot? Do you know how worried I was about you?"