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.

tonight wishing to meet him.

dragged?” Ivan saw it at

reached her ears like an electric

and frustration. At some

“Yes.” Ivan looked calm.

gradually disappeared. She was at a loss, at the same time, aggrieved. She was in

around, Leslie quickly retracted his head and was therefore

the answer. Who else could it be

Her nose went sour as she thought, “Perhaps he still cares for

take out his phone, ready to

are you doing?" Must

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

let down. “It's none

ask someone else

Couldn't he do it?

he ever cared.

gaze, which was full

just to make things worse? You know Leslie would do things to me, don’t you? You are just here to

Ivan

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