Sayon, Splendid Sayon complex!
"Brother!"
In the evening, after having handled all the matters, White Mitchell returned home, just walked in the door, and Sherry Jones who had been worried all afternoon threw herself directly into his arms.
Tears blurred her eyes instantaneously. She, who had been pretending to be strong all afternoon, could no longer suppress her emotions at this moment.
Although she spent the whole afternoon comforting Zhihui, in her heart, she was more worried about White Mitchell's safety than anyone else.
Now seeing White Mitchell return safely, the big stone in her heart was finally lifted.
Seeing Sherry Jones crying so sorrowfully, White Mitchell felt a warmth in his heart, but also a deep sense of guilt.
However, if he had told her everything, she would have been even more worried for him.
After all, what he has to do in the future is far more dangerous than anything he has experienced before.