Chapter 172: Rusted-I

Elise was in shock with the glass breaking under her hand and she could tell Ian was the least affected, as if he knew the glass would break under her immense emotions after recalling of her family's death.

Her eyes were fixed at Ian whose smile was still as wide as always, "Do you know the glass would break?" she asked him, the question had her eyes to look at him with full of question.

"I know, one way or another," Ian replied bringing his hand to the glass that now turn to dust. Picking the dust, he then see it fell to look nothing less than a snow. "When I came to meet you as you break the window, I could tell there was only you in the place without any single presence of other person which mean, you might have been the one who had broken the window. You had confirmed it now."