Her eyes glinted with a trace of alert. "What does it have to do with you?"

"Nothing, but it has something to do with you.” The playful smile still didn't fake off his face, making him look naughty and unruly. “The best way to cure the disappointment in love is to find a new replacement. I'm willing to be that one."

Jennifer's eyes become steely. She pulled her hands from his, cast down her eyes, and continued to put the ointment on his wounds. "Want to leave every matter to the time?" Spencer kept hitting her raw nerves. "Time won't be able to help you." He peered out the window, beaming at the rain that was getting heavier.

He was expectant of what would happen in three days.

"Mind your own business." Jennifer finished putting the ointment for him and packed the first-aid kit. "Don't fight again in the future.”

Standing next to the coffee table, she snapped, "Don't you think you are too childish? Even if you won, so what? He has lost his memories, but you haven't. He's your older brother."

“I don't like him." Spencer looked up at her, leaning against the back of the sofa, crossing his legs. "Whenever I see him, I want to hit him. I can't help it."

“Then practice more. Or you'll be the one beaten up all the time." Jennifer didn't have the mood to get involved in the business between the two men. She turned around and went upstairs.

"He didn't have wounds on his face, but I threw two punches on his chest." Spencer felt reluctant.

Jennifer panicked, wondering if Ivan had been injured.

She was worried.

herself to relax as

became a

Spencer felt that the sound

smile, a trace of disappointment flashing through his

stopped in

his phone and dialed Jennifer's number, his eyes steely. The beeps were

Jennifer's bedroom, second floor.

at the incoming call. A sharp

three times a row, and she repressed her urge to ignore him. Then she turned off the

went into the bathroom to fill the

and

phone and heard the robotic voice, "Sorry, but the subscriber

wondering why Jennifer had switched off her phone and why she had refused to answer

car in the rain. There was an umbrella in his

living room and blocked his way on the steps. "Why are you here?" Evidently, he didn't want to see

lips. He watched Ivan make phone calls. It seemed Jennifer had

you?

noticed the ointment on the bruises on Spencer's face, which irritated him

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