Shirley blinked, her lips tugging at the corner in a daze, only to find her mind completely blank, utterly clueless about what to say.
Skyler, dressed in a black knitted sweater with his hands in the pockets of his casual pants, let out a cold laugh, "You don't think I called off my engagement with Sofia for you, do you?"
He had given her chances. More than once. But the woman in front of him had repeatedly ignored his advances, disregarding his love for her. In that case, she shouldn't have come back.
Shirley was speechless. Yeah. What does their canceled marriage have to do with me? She forced a smile, "I... I... I didn't think that way."
"Heh, at least you have some self-awareness." Skyler turned around, picked up a cigarette box from the coffee table, took out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking by the floor-to-ceiling window.
Shirley nodded slightly. After seeing him turn around, she no longer forced a smile. "Yes, the Robins Family is a prestigious family. I can't possibly reach that high." She sighed, murmuring self-mockingly, "Besides, I'm a woman whose face has been ruined."
She touched the scar on her face with her fingers, her heart aching as if pricked by a needle. Her cheeks were hot, even burning.
Because that day, when she saw Skyler, she took off her clothes to cover him and was exposed to the harsh wind; she had a fever for several days.
"It's good that you know." Skyler didn't hear Shirley's last mumbled words clearly, but having been hurt by Shirley time and time again, he felt that he was inherently masochistic, always falling for women. So, he built a fortress for himself.
Hearing his words, Shirley suddenly looked up. Her dark eyes widened in disbelief, and she looked at Skyler, who was standing with his back to her. Tears welled up and slid down her lower eyelashes, wetting her clothes.
Her disfigurement had always been her deepest pain. It was a wound that couldn't be reopened. However, the one who reopened her wound this time was still Skyler.
He's really scoffing at me because of my disfigurement.
Shirley looked up, blinking rapidly, trying to hold back the tears in her eyes. But it was all in vain.
Shirley's repeated departures had thoroughly infuriated Skyler, and he swore that he would never go back to Shirley in this life.
Even though he knew that the video of Shirley and Wade might be fake.
But he had seen with his own eyes the intimacy between Wade and Shirley at the entrance of the RAN Micro Studio that day. How could it be fake?
Otherwise, how could Shirley bear to leave when he was vomiting blood that day? Today, knowing that he had failed to become a monk and had just come down from the mountain, how could she bear to leave?
The real reason was that he was never in her heart! Not even a little bit!
The heavy snow stopped. Shirley bought the nearest flight; the so-called 'near' meant as long as she could leave this city. She bought a random ticket, and before boarding, she made a call to Veronica.
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