Stanford slowly turned around. He gazed at Atwood deeply for a while, “Do you care about her?” he asked.

Atwood looked down, “She and I have worked for you all the time. She’s like a friend to me. I just have some concerns.”

“She deserves to die.”

After finishing his remark, Stanford turned around. The city was still prosperous, the neon lights were still flashing, and people were still walking back and forth on the streets. Without Amanda, nothing had changed. However, his mind had changed.

He was like a walking dead now.

He had lost his soul, and only his empty shell remained.

“Atwood, have you ever done anything that you regret?” Stanford asked in a deep tone.

Atwood answered, “Yes, I have.”

“Tell me about it.”

It seemed that Stanford was looking for the equilibrium.

Another man was like him, feeling regretful.

“I used to have a crush on a girl. However, she didn’t like me,” answered Atwood simply.

“Why did you fight for winning her heart?” Stanford turned around and looked at him.

One should fight for happiness, shouldn’t he?

Atwood shook his head, “I didn’t want to force her or make it difficult for her. As long as she’s happy, I’ll be happy. If she’s not happy and comes back to me one day, I’ll accept her joyfully.”

Stanford looked at him for a long time. His words reechoed in Stanford’s mind.

He wondered whether he could truly bless his beloved woman without any regret if she fell in love with another man.

Upon hearing Atwood’s words, he realized that he was quite selfish.

If he had a crush on a woman, he would hope to be with her.

Stanford always thought that if Amanda were still alive, he would keep her by his side again.

would exist in

he who had killed

proposed to divorce her, Lindsay might not have the guts to do

He regretted it so

in this world could

bygones be bygones.” Atwood didn’t

want to

control my mind.” The less he wanted to think

lifted his food,

to leave after having breakfast

perfunctorily, “I haven’t finished my business plan yet. I’ll work

dinner after I knock

against the door, “Can you only think about eating? We’ve just

Casimir asked, “What?”

“Rice-bucket.”

quite understand the implication of

think

had a lot of words that he couldn’t understand. This language was way too complicated. Sometimes, a word

and searched the meaning of rice-bucket online. After reading it, he pulled a long face. He asked, “Have you ever seen such a graceful rice-bucket like

“Are you

Casimir was rendered speechless.

not in the mood to argue with you.” He couldn’t win against her when speaking Chinese as he didn’t know as many

familiar with those words mocking others with hidden

“I’m taking off.”

room. Amanda smiled, “Okay, I won’t you walk

your life. You even don’t want to

Amanda was speechless.

always

always treat him

never lent her bedroom and bathroom to an outsider, especially

stood in front of the elevator and pressed the

about to walk in, three

Then he felt at loss. He didn’t know how to react

He wondered about Abbott...

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