Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 205

Finley panted heavily, the blood on his face faded, and his eyes were filled with extremely complicated emotions.

His arms supporting Sofia’s sides trembled so badly that it seemed they couldn’t support him anymore.

Sofia suddenly felt very boring. Although this is also a way to get revenge on Finley, but she hates revenge on him in this way, disgusting!

She pushed Finley away and sat up, trying to pick up the fallen skirt, only to find that the skirt had been torn by Finley.

She wrapped her body in a thin quilt and walked into the bathroom. Unexpectedly, she almost fell down because her legs were so weak just after she walked in.

Sofia hurriedly supported the wall, turned on the faucet above the bathtub, and lay down in it.

The sound of running water rang in my ears, and the water level in the bathtub gradually rose, but Sofia didn’t intend to turn off the tap, and even sank slowly.

The water flooded her nose and mouth, and the suffocation

made her feel a little better at the moment, but she still didn’t have the courage to kill herself.

There are so many unresolved past events, even death has become a luxury for Sofia.

Sofia emerged from under the surface, choked and coughed

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after all.

cough pulled Finley back from his stunned stupor, and he turned and rushed to the

Finley called out, panic

took a breath,

bathroom door, and

have the courage to live in the same room with her now, so he staggered and turned around and walked out

with the neckline open, revealing a few sharp scratches on his

but found the phone left in the

the courage to look back, and collapsed on the sofa

the living room was not turned on, and the

who heard the voice, got up carefully and walked out of the room,

here, just let him

she responded and turned around to go to the guest bedroom,

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bedroom.

out, looking at the lonely president sitting in the living room, he couldn’t help

Justin was always straight in front

if he was woken up in the middle of the night, his clothes and hairstyle were

sofa, and

Paul and ask him to come

glanced in the direction upstairs. President, what happened to Miss Campbell? Really need to ask Paul to see Miss Campbell’s