In my previous life, I was merely a supporting character, highlighting Damon’s deep love for another woman. Tragically, my story unfolded with devastating consequences, leaving my family in ruins and my life shattered. Upon my rebirth, I chose to adopt a carefree attitude, ignoring the situation and waiting for Damon to ask for a divorce. But something peculiar happened. The man who used to disappear for weeks suddenly started showing up every few days. “Do you think there will come a time when you’ll want me to disappear?” I queried. “Do not indulge in fantasies.” he retorted, “We’ll continue to torment each other until the end.” I sighed, as a reincarnated soul, confident that his destined soulmate would soon cross his path. Finally, he encountered her, and I believed freedom was within my grasp. Yet, he quietly…
I had no clue how that type of rope had ended up in Catherine's purse, so I decided to get in touch with the hotel manager.
Following our conversation, I received a picture of the rope used for tying up, seafood in the hotel's kitchen. It was identical to the one I had found in Catherine's bag.
I comprehended the situation. If I were to accuse her with the rope as evidence, she could have refuted me, claiming it was just a coincidence. After all, it was common for some kitchen waste to end up in the sea.
"Let's keep this under wraps for now. We have no concrete evidence," I advised Jones, to which he nodded his agreement. He warned me to keep my distance from Catherine, knowing her temperament to be even more volatile than Ariel's.
I didn't need Jones to tell me that. After all, I was no stranger to Catherine's antics.
Feeling a bit low, I took a nap in the afternoon and woke up just in time for dinner with Jones.