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.

you dragged?” Ivan saw it at

reached her ears like an electric shock. Catherine abruptly raised her

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

“Yes.” Ivan looked calm.

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

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

Who else could it

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

out his phone, ready

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

to the hospital.” His tone was calm, without the slightest bit of

was greatly let down. “It's none of

someone

Couldn't he do it?

ever cared. But he didn't

phone, Ivan met Catherine's gaze, which

to make things worse? You know Leslie would do things to me, don’t

Holding the phone, Ivan asked patiently, “Shall I

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