Chapter172 Why did it Remind Her of the Pain

Ah... Reminded of it, how could she not feel the pain?

If not painful, why spent half of the life on it?

If not painful, which fool would take half of the life to gamble?

And the reward was that she got his little attention?

In the past three years, Grace had always forced herself to learn to accept the indifference and unkindness from the man, and to recognize the fact. That was completely cruel. Even she had no chance to be a coward?

So she desperately convinced herself, not to care about, or love, so that she could get rid of such a cruel world. Finally, she thought she didn't care or love, but still didn't escape from such a cruel world. In fact, she would still care about that.

In fact, her heart would feel painful.

In fact, the feeling of infatuation was always kept in her mind.

She looked up at the ceiling, hoping that she lost her memory in a car accident, that just liked the plot of a novel, so that she could forget everything.

If only such things would happen, it must be fully wonderful.

Under the eyes of all the people in the room, there seemed to be something different about the woman, who was filled with grief.

a sarcastic, "You...", the woman took up the dress, commanding indifferently in a

"Get out."

James, do you think you are the mistress of that house? Do you

"Get out."

and ridiculed by the styling designer, all thought that the woman would be embarrassed as before, but unexpectedly, Grace picked up the scissors from the table, "Click!" "What are you doing?" the styling

woman's hand was shaking, or she was trying to keep her body

glanced at her hands holding scissors and a dress, with a self-deprecating look... She knew that no matter what decision she made, no matter how sad and painful she

had been branded of

she gruffly said, "Get

"You..."

play such stupid

what you're talking about!" The face of the styling designer turned

Grace used her

styling designer did not get

or it was Grace that caught something weakness of her, so the styling designer dared not to say anything with

a while, the styling

and picked out a black dress from the wardrobe, putting on the coat and high heels, she walked out of the

step, the second step, the third

one, why did she stay awake all the time? Why not have an unconscious life without any

love or hate? Or was it love and

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