Chapter 8

William was disheveled, his hair messy, his eyes bloodshot, completely stripped of his usual noble image. Seeing me, he ignored the gaze of bystanders and rushed over, trying to throw himself into my arms.

"Elena, I'm sorry. I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so narrow-minded. I've realized it now; I won't restrict your spending anymore. I'll give you whatever amount you want! Let's go home!"

"Ple