Chapter 437

For a long while, Bryant didn’t respond.

I wasn’t sure what he was pondering over; after a lengthy pause, he finally spoke in a low voice, “Does it hurt?”

I shook my head, replying, “It hasn’t hurt for a while now.”

He also shook his head. “No, I mean, did it hurt at the time?”

“It was bearable.”

Licking my lips, I added, “That wasn’t the worst pain for me.”

“I remember…” Bryant’s voice was nasal, “You used to be scared of even a needle prick when getting blood drawn.”

of pain back then, not so

thereafter made me realize that pain was the simplest,

sinking into depression, during my initial days in France, I secretly stopped my medication and couldn’t control my emotions. At that time, I couldn’t

was talking, the car had already stopped under the porte–cochere, and the driver came around to open the door for me. I grabbed my clutch and lifted the hem of my dress as I stepped out, took a few steps, and

I walked

suddenly realized, I was different from before. Couldn’t quite pinpoint

my gaze sweeping over the crowd, recognizing most of the celebrities and directors present. Only a few fresh faces, probably newbies brought along by some big

with a champagne flute in hand, stood casually

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yet still drew

eye on the entrance of the hall, spotted me quickly and waved, “Come over

the dress th wore was one i designed for the fashion week,

creation, arrived from overens just the other day How do i

sincerely exclaimed, “It

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