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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to be surprised, she didn’t expect Finley

her go, she knew that it was impossible to get rid

Stwart,”

and pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly and whispered, “I promise you, I will give you some time to be alone, but I will never let go.”

I look for, and

times with your willfulness, but I will not let you go!

to the door, opened it, and walked out.

just put on home clothes and rushed into the cold and windy night with

1. on.

this apartment recently, and they have secretly pressed a

rushed out directly, with a face full of anger, just ran out in home clothes.

lot, only to find the

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forgot to

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

for Justin to see his president so pitiful, he hurried forward and lowered

a moment, then slowly turned and glanced at Justin.

softened a little, “Move my things to the house

“Yes! Mr. Stwart!”