"Those clothes I left at your house, I don't want them anymore..."
Don't want any of it!
Besides, when she came from Eastern Europe, she didn't bring anything, and she left elegantly.
The clothes, shoes, and bags here were all prepared by him; she won't be able to take them away.
After speaking, not receiving a reply from Lucas Knight, she got out of the car...
How fast her actions were, how seamlessly executed.
The moment the woman got up to leave, he felt an emptiness in his heart, a feeling he had never experienced before, more painful than a needle prick.
Eva, you're so heartless!
You care so much about Bennett when he's half-dead; but what about me? Eva, when have you ever cared about me!
When he saved her, he injured his shoulder yet held her to sleep every night... When did she ever care...
"Drive..."
"Yes, President."
*
As soon as Eva got out of the car, she felt his vehicle speeding past like the wind.
