After taking a shower, Ivan lay on the bed and thought of the words that Pippa had said to him. He thought of what Jennifer had gone through in the Kelsington Bay and couldn't help but frown.

The next morning, the sun started to rise.

Ivan had just had an IV injection and opened the door of the room. "Mr. Marsh, good morning.” Several of his bodyguards had been waiting outside and greeted him when they saw him.

He said to them, "You don't need to follow me. I'll go out for a walk." Then, he walked towards the elevator.

After leaving the hotel, he found himself unconsciously walking to the places Jennifer and he had visited together before. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He was much as sad now as he was happy that day when they were together here.

He was tall and looked lonely among the crowd. New York was a romantic city, and there were many couples on the streets.

He had blacklisted Catherine and Aubree. He just wanted some peace to reminiscence his good memories with Jennifer.

didn't want to eat anything,

was sitting opposite him just like before, cutting her steak carefully and then feeding him

which was popular in the city. She recognized Ivan at

had been here before together. How

was their private affairs. She just needs to

about an hour and only had a glass of red wine. The dishes on the table

had been before and he stared at the place where she had queued up in line for a long time. He also went to the viewing deck. Standing at a height,

she was by his side, he felt that

the city for a whole day and gone to every place that

Then, it was midnight.

love, they had organized their photos together into an album. He was already 38 years old and it might not be

visited again. Without

and a special aura of a king.

everywhere recently. People who were into jewelry all remembered him and the lady who owned the photo studio was one

lady was thrilled. "Mr.

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