Chapter 142 I Want To Hit You

Yuliana hated Harry. She hated Harry because of love.

However, when love and hatred disappeared, she didn’t have much emotion when she faced Harry. Now, she felt that Harry was a little pitiful.

It had been an hour since the doctor announced Harry’s grandma’s death. Harry sat upright in a chair without moving his eyes. If he hadn’t blinked from time to time, she would have thought that it was a sculpture made according to Harry’s looks.

Yuliana had just returned from asking the nurses about the relevant procedures to handle.

Standing a few steps away, she stared at Harry for a while and walked to him. “Harry, I know you’re sad, but you must prepare for Grandma’s funeral. You are the only one who can do this. You are her only relative in the world. Can you bear to see her lying in the cold morgue?”

Hearing her words, Harry finally reacted, but his reaction was so calm that one could not see the change in his emotions.

If Yuliana hadn’t lived with Harry for three years, she would have thought the person who just passed away didn’t matter to Harry.

After a while, he spoke. “Got it. It’s getting late. Go back.”

His voice was cold and distant.

Yuliana knew that Harry had high self-esteem and was embarrassed to show his weakness.

It was almost December, and it was pretty cold in the hospital. She could not

felt sorry for Harry’s grandma’s death, and she also felt sorry

Harry about the procedures to

quietly without

saying that, Yuliana was about

Harry suddenly

cars early in the morning. The gray sports car

light in the distance fell on Christopher’s face. The dim light made him look cold and distant, and one would feel creeped out when one caught a glimpse

deep breath. Looking at the cigarette that had burned out, he realized he had lost count of how

of the car. Then, he put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash

felt Harry’s

she did nothing and stood

that the weight on her body became lighter, and

took two steps back. Then, followed by a heavy muffled sound, she saw Harry tilt his head and stagger two

for a long time. I’ve

coat and threw it on the chair next to him. He turned

tie around his neck and sneered. “What

his fists

blink of an eye, the

middle of the fight. Every

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