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.

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

death, and she also felt

procedures to be handled in the hospital.

quietly without saying

that, Yuliana was

a few steps, Harry suddenly stopped her.

outpatient clinic, there were barely any cars early in the morning.

orange light in the distance fell on Christopher’s face. The dim light made him look cold

took a deep breath. Looking at the

butt and threw it into the trash can before

to push Harry away, but she felt Harry’s body trembling slightly, so

did

became lighter, and Harry’s body stopped trembling. Instead,

was suddenly pulled backward when she was about to push Harry away. She took two steps back. Then, followed by a heavy

you for a long time. I’ve wanted to kill

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

the tie around his neck and sneered. “What a coincidence. So

speaking, he clenched his fists

of an eye, the two were already punching each other.

them to stop, but they were in the middle of the fight. Every punch they waved was

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