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.

had come here tonight wishing to meet him.

dragged?” Ivan saw it at

like an electric shock. Catherine abruptly raised

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

“Yes.” Ivan looked calm.

She was at a loss,

it?" While Ivan looked around, Leslie quickly retracted his head and was

answer. Who else could

by Ivan's words of concern. Her nose went sour

Ivan take out

pushed him. “What are you doing?" Must he tell

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

greatly let down. “It's

someone

Couldn't he do it?

would if he ever cared. But he

the phone, Ivan met Catherine's gaze, which

here just to make things worse? You know Leslie

Holding the phone, Ivan asked patiently, “Shall

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