After Grace finished cleaning up the director's office, she returned to the office and saw Gael staring blankly at a wedding ring. She had sharp eyesight and recognized it as the one that Yanni used to wear. She couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions and called out, "Mr. Gael."

Gael didn’t look up and continued to gaze at the diamond ring. He softly asked, "It was my own doing, wasn’t it? I lost someone as wonderful as Yanni."

Grace could only sigh. She couldn't have answered that question.

…

As night fell, Gael finished his social engagements. He didn't want to go home, and he didn’t want to return to that house filled with memories of Yanni, especially since it was now occupied by Emilia. He had no desire to see Emilia at all.

Gael didn’t drive. Instead, he walked through the quiet and dimly lit streets of the night. His loneliness was only accompanied by the cigarette between his fingertips, but even that was better than facing Emilia.

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