Ethan ordered his assistant to watch Clara, then drove toward Anna's hometown.
The road was long and rough.

But he wasn't scared.
Recalling Anna's despair, his heart ached.
After ages, the path grew bumpy.
Ethan followed old memories, driving carefully.
A silver tiger-shaped charm swayed in the car, tugging his heart.
He remembered Anna staying up nights to make it.

Clumsy at crafts, she made it after he nearly crashed and she was too worried to eat.
Never religious, she followed a monk's advice ,crafting it for his safety.
"Drive safe, don't speed up—I'll be worried."


Her concerned eyes haunted him. Remembering all her kindness, Ethan's eyes reddened.
He'd failed her.
Tears blurred his vision; he wiped them clumsily.
Regret consumed him.
Anna lived deep in the mountains, unreachable by car.
By the time he finally reached her village, his clothes and exposed skin were covered in insect bites and scratches.
Sinking to the ground, he managed a shaky, grateful smile just before losing consciousness: it had all been worth it—he'd found her again.
6 (Anna's POV)
Seeing Ethan again, I stood silent.
I never expected we'd meet again. I thought he'd sign the divorce papers and be with Clara.
Because Clara was his unattainable true love.
To him, I was just a lying, tainted woman.
After hesitating, I helped him up.
We'd loved once—I'd save him one last time.
Unconscious, Ethan's face was ghostly pale.
Like a nightmare, he mumbled my name.
I paused, then wiped his sweat, expressionless.
He looked like he did when we met.
Back then, he arrived at my door, wounded.
Bitten by a snake, he nearly died. I fought to save him.
He was fragile but very handsome.
We fell in love over time.
When his project ended, I agonized but left my clan to join him in the city.
Ethan didn't know I was from a mystical tribe, skilled in spells.
He thought I was just a homely country girl.
Pure, adorable.
Recalling the past, I chuckled softly.
Snapping back, I saw Ethan awake, staring at me.
My smile froze.
"Anna."
"Yeah."
"You've grown thin."
I looked down, silent.
Of course I was—heartache had eaten away my appetite.
Painful memories hit. I stepped back."Your injuries aren't severe. Rest a few days, then go."
I turned to leave.
"Anna!"
He grabbed my wrist.
"I'm sorry. I trusted the wrong person..."
"Give me another chance. Let's start over, don't leave, please?"
I sighed, easing his hand off."We're divorced."
Ethan stiffened, eyes flickering."No, I didn't sign the document yet..."