Chapter 437

For a long while, Bryant didn’t respond.

I wasn’t sure what he was pondering over; after a lengthy pause, he finally spoke in a low voice, “Does it hurt?”

I shook my head, replying, “It hasn’t hurt for a while now.”

He also shook his head. “No, I mean, did it hurt at the time?”

“It was bearable.”

Licking my lips, I added, “That wasn’t the worst pain for me.”

“I remember…” Bryant’s voice was nasal, “You used to be scared of even a needle prick when getting blood drawn.”

lightly, “I was afraid of pain back then,

realize that pain was the simplest, most

initial days in France, I secretly stopped my medication and couldn’t control my emotions. At that time, I

I was talking, the car had already stopped under the porte–cochere, and the driver came around to open the door for me. I grabbed my clutch and lifted the hem of my dress as I stepped out, took

waiting for his reply, I walked away in my high

as I turned around that I suddenly realized, I was different from before. Couldn’t quite pinpoint

and directors present. Only a few fresh faces, probably newbies brought along by some big shot to get acquainted.

champagne flute in hand, stood

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yet still drew

an eye on the entrance of the hall, spotted me quickly and waved, “Come

dress th wore was one i designed for the fashion week,

your creation, arrived from overens just the other day How do

exclaimed,

recognize spoke up, looking at me. “This lady is

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