She stared at the handsome figure not far away as she hurriedly pushed aside the crowd in front of her, working hard to get closer to that figure.

If it was not for her being pregnant, Madeline would have run up to him.

She could only walk steadily one step at a time, but that seemed to separate them even further.

"Jeremy."

She shouted at the man from the back, her heart racing even more and more anxiously.

She expected the man in the distance to look back, but he did not respond to her call.

In the end, Madeline chased after him to the outside of the banquet hall, but after turning toward the long corridor in front of her, it was empty.

The figure that had been in her line of sight just now disappeared without a trace as if it was just a phantom.

Madeline stood blankly in the hallway, suddenly wondering if she had gotten mentally sick from missing him so much that she began to have hallucinations.

She lowered her bleak eyes and smiled bitterly.

‘Eveline, he has already left