In the following days, Alicia was depressed. Frederick fell seriously ill. When people were ill, they tended to be vulnerable. When people heard this, even those who had only met him once or so were fighting to personally take care of him.

However, he turned off his phone and acted like a zombie. Everyday, he stared at the big teddy bear on the bed.

That day, Chet brought some documents over. What he saw was the usual... Frederick taking his medicine. However, this time, his focus was on the wedding photo.

Sometimes, he really didn't understand. Frederick knew that he was suffering, so why did he have to torture himself like this?

After taking the documents, Chet slowly walked over and asked, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Frederick shook his head and took the pen. Then he signed the documents one by one. "I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a few days' rest."

After pouring him a glass of warm water, Chet pulled a chair over and spoke.

"You get your peace and quiet after turning off your phone, while my phone is constantly exploding with messages! Frederick, only you can help yourself. You know that this won't help, so why are you torturing yourself like this? Miss Blanchard will not want to see you like this. You've come so far, so why can't you do it again this time?"

After a pause, Frederick made the last stroke. His strength was obviously a little out of control as there was a hole in the document. After a moment of silence, he slowly explained.

"I never believed in undying love. I never believed that I could love a woman so much. Did you know? These kinds of thoughts pop up in my mind a lot... I feel like there's no meaning to life. I want to be with her!"

Chet opened his mouth anxiously, but he heard Frederick continue.

like to have no passion in life. I work so hard everyday, but not for money nor will. I'm afraid that I'll be alone, that I'll see someone else in love and

him in this world? What he saw

can't

had to struggle with this dilemma. It was too

the documents

to move on. If you give up, won't your grandmother be the first to collapse? Surely someone in the Clements family will be happy about that. What about Miss Blanchard? Who will remember her? Who will avenge her? Who has the ability to do so? Do you want her to perish without a trace? And your father, even if you despise him, you still have the same blood. What the Clements family has is the result of your father's sweat and tears, isn't it? Over the years, Penny spent a lot of money. Don't you know that? Although

knew that what he said worked. He glanced at the untouched dishes at one side, took the packages sent by someone, and threw them at

doesn't know the pain of another man.

least it was better than

the food. It was like chewing on wax, but his attitude had

you're a doctor. Although you haven't graduated, you're doing

it having such a friend

me? I did it for my 5% share. Without you, my God of Wealth, where would I get

looked at each other with a smile on their

up and left. Downstairs, he told Miranda to

and took a shower. He shaved his beard and tidied himself up from head to toe. It was as if he had been resurrected

come back with a day's notice. She returned to the rented apartment and

kind of life is f*cking

the

some weight, she would have had more will to die. This industry was rotten on the inside despite its dazzling surface.

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