Chapter 219 Edward Page

’Tap! Tap! Tap!’ Spring had once again blessed Baymard with the expected gift of rain. Almost everyday, rain would drizzle down every now and then across the land. Sometimes it would fall heavily....while other times, it would only tease the people lightly. Edward Page could faintly hear the sounds of rain, drizzling outside his bedroom window. The rain drops almost felt like a gentle lullaby, that kept luring him to sleep. And coupled with the extremely soft sheets and mattress, Ewdard...