Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 312

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“How can you get married without love?”

“We’ve all talked to this level today, let each other go! We’re not worth it anymore.”

“We are like two trapped beasts biting each other now, why do we have to get together?”

The expression on Finley’s face was completely broken, and he couldn’t believe his ears.

In fact, he always knew that it would end like this, but when he heard her say that she didn’t love him anymore, he was still hit hard in the heart, and the pain was severe.

Finley didn’t know what to say for a while, so he let her go slowly.

Sofia looked at him and said, “I’ll pack your things, and you ask Justin to pick them up. I’ll transfer the money to you for the furniture you bought in this house, and you accept it.”

Finley turned around slowly with his head down, his heart had never hurt so much, it felt like being stabbed by a knife again and again, and the blood flowed clean.

No matter how shameless he was, he couldn’t force himself to stay here after Sofia said these words.

Finley took a deep breath and looked at Sofia, “Okay! I promise you.”

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was Sofia’s turn to be surprised, she didn’t expect

after Finley didn’t intend to let her go, she knew that it was impossible to get rid

Stwart,” Sofia

hand and pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly and whispered, “I promise you, I will

you know who I am, what I look for, and

my person and the thing in my palm. I can indulge you countless times with your willfulness, but I will not let you go!

Sofia, turned and walked to the

he just put on home clothes and rushed into

1. on.

apartment recently, and they have secretly pressed a hidden camera at Sofia’s door to

moment Finley opened the door and rushed out directly, with

way to the underground parking lot, only to find the president standing in

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dumbly, yes, he forgot to take

right now, he was in a big NY, because he lost the one he loved, he didn’t even have

was the first time for Justin to see his president so pitiful, he hurried forward and lowered his voice,

moment, then slowly turned and glanced at

little, “Move my things to the

“Yes! Mr. Stwart!”