Chapter 521 She Said That I Am a Good Man

After a while, the door swung open again, and Mike came in with his hands behind his back.

By then, Lila had already given up the idea of being angry at him. She knew that she could never get through to his dense head, and he would never understand the deeper meaning behind people’s words.

“Quicky, eat your food. The soup is cold now.”

Lila buried her head as she took in a mouthful of noodles while picking out the beef from the bowl and putting it into another bowl. However, she was caught off guard by the touch of pink from the corner of her eyes. When she looked up, she saw Mike grinning at her with a balloon in his hand.

“What’s this?”

Mike began to tie the balloon to her bedside and rambled on about how he had rescued a little girl by the side of the road today. Finally, he stared at the pink color balloon and muttered to himself indifferently, “Her mother said that I was a good man. This is the second time anyone has ever said that to me.”

When Lila heard this, she froze.

At that time, she was naive. Now that she had gone through so many things, she did not have the courage to insist that he was a good person.

With an embarrassed smile, she said, “You’re just unattentive.”

“Do you think they’ll let me back if I perform well?”

After being asked that, she was silent.

She continued to use the chopsticks to stir her soup.

If there were a chance to turn back the fatal mistakes one made, this world would have been too cruel to those innocently dragged into the abyss by such errors.

While she was immersed in her thoughts, a gentle force ruffled her hair. The person who asked this was supposed to be comforted, yet, the person who listened could not extricate himself from a certain depressed mood for a moment.

had seen too many TV shows. The people

to the man’s sturdy chest and slowly started to narrate, “My father used to gamble when I was young, and I would often see my mother staring at her phone alone at home. Later, when he owed the casino money and couldn’t pay his debt, his hands were chopped off, and the debt collectors forced my mother to her death.

warm dampness permeated Mike’s shirt. He thought that Lila was going to talk about the debt coolers. He didn’t expect her to chuckle to herself and say, “Vietnam, I

the hem of her hospital gown, and her

eyes flickered when

a way. You can be

point of her story, so she

you’ve done something wrong, but you seemed to be the lucky one. God

along the outline of the balloon at the head of

his arms began to protrude from supporting himself by the edge of the bed. The boiling blood in his body constantly clamored for

person lying down on his shoulders slowly fell asleep that his breath regulated, and a cold light

the ward. The slightly tired future walked along the dimly lit corridor, and

meet at the same place at 10:00AM two

quickly got a message

“Coward.”

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Melrose City. The late autumn rain swept through every corner of the city with an obvious

a bowl of beef noodles that had been placed on the table for a long time; the aroma of the meat was carried by the heat. He took a pair of

with a pair of foxy eyes that showed nothing but disgust. She sat upright, trying to touch as few things

room, upsetting everyone. Finally, the woman took off

took another two mouthfuls of the beef noodle soup contentedly before putting his chopstick down, taking out a flash drive from his pocket, and pushing it to her. He watched her face darken and calmly explained, “You’re still a wanted criminal in Vietnam. Don’t think everything will be

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing.”

me any good to report you. All I need is your money. As long as you keep your end of

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