Chapter 215

The moment Yuzuriha stepped out of the meeting room, her expression changed to one of sorrow at the loss of her husband.

The black kimono couldn’t conceal her figure, making her look like a helpless, frail, and vulnerable young widow.

Shirakawa Natsu stood behind her, the two keeping a half-step distance apart.

My gaze involuntarily drifted to her lower body. I hadn’t noticed it in the meeting room, but now that I think about it, it’s truly horrifying to see her with another man’s semen between her legs, looking so miserable as she attended her husband’s funeral.

The meeting room…