I hid my tears and tried to breathe deeply.
Told myself to hold on.
Hearing the footsteps of the secretary approaching, I turned and left.
The receptionist in the lobby area did not even have time to stop me.
When I returned home and looked at the familiar furnishings, I was shivering with cold.
Everything in the living room was just the way Sarah liked.
But I was so slow-witted that I immersed myself in Gerard's lies and lost my true heart.
Once, I placed blooming red plums in a corner of the living room.
The next day it turned into lilies.
He explained that the plum blossom was sharp, not as elegant as the lily.
But lily was Sarah's favorite.
Sure enough, whether a person loved you or not was actually very obvious and hidden in the details.
I angrily smashed the lilies in the living room along with the vase.
The broken porcelain piece shattered onto my face, leaving a bloody mark.
At the moment, Gerard pushed open the door and walked into the house.
Seeing the mess on the ground, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
I saw him take a deep breath, maintain his gentle expression and come over to hold my hand.