Marisa was surprised to hear that answer but tried to mask her shock. Her gaze returned to Anna, who was still standing in the same place as if she didn't know what to do. "I see," Marisa said quietly, trying to digest the information while feeling a tension she couldn't explain.Marisa bit her lip, confused and slightly disbelieving. "But, Morel... She seemed to be having a tough time. Why didn't you help her? Aren't... aren't you supposed to help her?"Morel sighed softly, his eyes fixed forward, down the path they were traveling. "Anna and I are no longer related. It's none of my business."Marisa looked at him, trying to understand Morel's feelings. "But what if she really needs help? Don't you feel the need to... at least make sure she's okay?"Morel turned her head for a moment, giving Marisa a stern look. "In the past, maybe. But now, there's no reason for me to get involved. Anna made her own choices, and I've made mine."Marisa nodded slowly, though her heart was still full o

Anna felt a deep fear, something she had never felt before. In the past, when they were still together, Morel had always been gentle and caring and had never hurt her feelings, physically or mentally. She knew Morel was calm and wise and always tried to protect her from anything painful. However, now in front of her was a different Morel- a cold, merciless, and determined figure. Anna couldn't control the trembling in her hands, fear crawling through her body. Her memories swirled, recalling when Morel was the only one she could lean on, who gave her a sense of security. Now, that security was gone, replaced by anxiety that haunted her every second. She never imagined that Morel, who used to always protect her, would now be the biggest fear in her life.Inside Anna's heart, there was a mixture of emotions that were hard to explain- regret, anger, and distrust. She didn't expect that Morel would turn out like this one day. Despair overcame her, and she realized that the Morel she once

"You won't get away with this, Morel," the man hissed, his voice hoarse yet determined. "What you do now will not end well for you."Morel only stared at the man for a moment before stepping closer. He was unhurried, each step filled with conviction. Without a word, he stopped before the old man, lowering his body slightly so their gazes were level."I'm not looking for a good ending," Morel replied in a low but assertive tone. "I only seek a just end, Roem."Morel looked at Roem, the head of the Antonio family, with a cold yet meaningful gaze. Folding his arms across his chest, he said in a calm tone, "You're smart enough to know who I really am. It's a pity you're not on my side."Roem, who was sitting with his hands bound, looked up and gave Morel a hateful look. Although his body was trembling, his voice remained firm as he replied, "I'm not willing to work under you, Morel. The Antonio family, let alone a Spencer, will never bow to threats."After hearing Roem's last words, Morel

Morel looked at Marisa with a slightly mischievous smile. "Remember when we first met? You accused me of a lot of things, didn't you?"Marisa was silent for a moment, remembering the incident vividly. Her face began to redden as the memory of how she had emphatically called Morel a pervert resurfaced. She felt embarrassed and couldn't hide her shame. Marisa turned away, hoping Morel wouldn't see her increasingly embarrassed expression.Morel laughed softly at Marisa's reaction, his voice gentle yet meaningful. "You were so confident back then, but look at you now. Your face is red," Morel said with a small smile gracing his lips. He recalled how Marisa used to confidently accuse her without any evidence, but now, that confidence seemed to have vanished, replaced by shame clearly visible on her face.Marisa could only smile shyly, feeling her cheeks heat up even more. She felt like she didn't know what to say, as if all the words were stuck in her throat. Finally, she changed the subje

When Gabriel and David saw Morel arrive with two drinks in his hand, they laughed as if unimpressed by his presence. Their laughter echoed in the café, full of mockery deliberately shown to belittle.With a sardonic smile, Gabriel said, "So this is your girlfriend? You should be embarrassed, coming in with drinks like a waiter. Are you afraid this woman will leave you if you don't obey her?"David added dismissively, "Poor thing, a man like this who has to obey his woman's wishes, even to order drinks for her. Are you really a man or just a puppet being played with?"Their laughter grew louder, creating an increasingly uncomfortable atmosphere in the cafe. They seemed convinced that Morel wouldn't dare to resist, seeing him as someone weak and unworthy of a woman like Marisa.Gabriel and David continued to laugh mockingly, feeling superior to Morel. Gabriel continued in a cocky tone, "A man should be firm and hard, like us. Not just serve women like servants," he said, casting a conde