Grace was thoroughly despaired. However, Grace felt like a warm bowl of soup had been poured into her chest when she heard someone address her as their ‘dear girl’. At the same, her tears rolled down her face like a string of pearls.

“Dear girl, dear girl, don’t cry, what’s wrong, what happened, tell me.” The middle-aged man’s tone turned even more gentle.

Her voice hoarse from her tears, she asked, “Can I ask, who are you?”

She had never seen this middle-aged man on the island before. She co