Megan noticed her friend''s anxiety and quickly asked, "What''s up?"


    "My boyfriend''s hurt, and he''s not picking up his phone. I''m a bit worried."


    "But didn''t you guys break up? Why are you still concerned about him?"


    ra nced at the picture on her phone, her lips pressed into a tight line. "I don''t know, maybe I still care about him. I just don''t know how to deal with him. He''s sensitive and a bit unpredictable."


    He never seemed to believe she liked him, almost obsessively so.


    ra put her phone down, took a sip of her juice, and heard Megan ask, "ra, do you like Mr. Dn?"


    ra was surprised, unsure why Megan would bring him up. She frowned. "No, I don''t have feelings for him. Plus, the Ferguson family is a mess. I don''t want to get involved, and I''ve already left Ferguson Corporation."


    Megan was taken aback. "When did you quit?"


    "A few days ago."


    As she said this, ra noticed Megan''s mood lift.


    "ra, why not get back with your boyfriend? If you still care, maybe talk things out."


    ra rubbed her temples. It wasn''t that she didn''t want to talk; it was just that Z''s intense nature left her unsure.


    Her phone buzzed again, this time with a video of him standing on a cliff''s edge.


    The wind howled fiercely in the video, more terrifying than the storm at Azure Shores a few days ago.


    Seeing his feet so close to the edge made ra''s heart skip a beat.


    She quickly tried calling Z again, but he still didn''t answer.


    Her heart raced as she quickly texted him.


    "Z, don''t do anything stupid. At least think about your family."


    After sending it, she remembered his brother had passed away, and the tombstone was just outside his ce.


    Her chest tightened, and she quickly sent another message.


    "Think about me."


    Her palms were sweaty, and deep down, she feared he might actually jump.


    She didn''t know him well, but sensed that beneath his intensityy something deeper, like the ocean''s depths, which she didn''t want to explore.


    There was no reply, so she gritted her teeth and sent another message.


    "I want to hold you right now. If you jump, I''ll never get to hug you again. I regret breaking up with you. I like you. Seashells are too cheap for you. I got you other gifts. Will you open them?"


    It was clear she was saying whatever she could think of.


    But he took it seriously and finally replied.


    "Really?"


    ra couldn''t help but smile through her tears, quickly seizing the moment. "Really, I''ming to find you now. If I don''t see you, I''ll find someone else." "Don''t find anyone else. I''lle back."


    ra breathed a sigh of relief, grabbing a napkin to wipe the sweat from her palms.


    She hade to visit Megan tonight, nning to stay over. But now she had to leave.


    She stood up. "Megan, I have to go."


    Megan walked her to the door, asking, "Is it about your boyfriend?"


    "Yeah, he''s throwing a fit."


    "ra, you really care about him."


    ra didn''t respond, eager to go see Z.


    After she left, Megan nced at the pile of gifts on the table, including a very expensive bracelet, as ra''s peace offering.


    She snapped a photo and posted it on social media.


    "ra came by, brought all these gifts, and was thinking about her boyfriend the whole time. He''s so lucky. I wonder if they''ll get married. I''ve got my wedding gift ready."


    After posting, she kept her eyes on the notification, quickly noticing a certain avatar liking her post.


    Her eyes lit up, and her spirits soared.


    But soon, her smile faded.


    Because he only ever liked posts rted to ra.


    She gripped her phone tightly, her eyes shing with sudden intensity.