After a few seconds, her reason gave in to the devil inside. She wanted to escape.

She walked along the corridor with the support of the wall, daring not to turn back.

She cursed Leslie, "You are dead! How dare you drag me?”

Ivan saw her staggering alone and realized that something was wrong with her. He walked toward her, his hand in his pockets. After all, they used to work together.

When Ivan had just passed the door, it opened again. One step out, Leslie saw the cold, unapproachable back of Ivan.

He frowned. Was it Ivan?

He stepped back as if being electrocuted. After a few seconds, he calmed down and carefully poked his head out.

What was Ivan doing there? Leslie didn’t expect to see Ivan here.

The luxurious corridor smelt good.

Due to her suffering, Catherine stopped again. She turned and leaned against the wall, rubbing her temples with her eyes down.

Suddenly, she paused. Staring at the Gucci leather shoes that came into her sight, she couldn't help thinking of Ivan. It was his favorite brand.

come here tonight wishing to meet him. Now, she

you dragged?” Ivan saw

electric shock. Catherine abruptly raised her eyes

was filled with happiness and frustration. At some point, she

“Yes.” Ivan looked calm.

Catherine's face gradually disappeared. She was at a loss, at the same time, aggrieved. She

asked, "Who did it?" While Ivan looked around, Leslie

Who else could it be if it

words of concern. Her nose went sour as she thought, “Perhaps he still

Ivan take out

“What are you doing?"

danger. I'll get someone to send you to the hospital.” His tone was calm, without the

down. “It's none of

he ask someone

Couldn't he do it?

ever cared. But he

which was

moment, Catherine hated him more than ever. “Did you come here just to make things worse? You know Leslie would do things to me, don’t you? You are just here to make fun of me,

you think." Holding the phone, Ivan asked patiently, “Shall I

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