I was well aware that my mother neither loved nor disliked Jane but just loved me so much that she would care about everything related to me. Just because she could feel my love for Jane, she wouldn't let me get into a dilemma, no matter how terrible the injustice she was subjected to.
In the eyes of everyone else, a low-tier agent like me only intended to climb up the social ladder by hooking up with a superstar like Jane.
But now, I could let go of everything.
Therefore, I would never be considered a social climber.
I had no desire to talk, so I directly turned around and walked past Jane and Matthew.
Matthew took the initiative to grab my wrist.
He explained, but with provocative eyes, "Yannick, don't misunderstand us. When the dog I've kept for half a year fell ill in the middle of the night, I was so flustered that I called Jenny and asked her to accompany me to the pet hospital. Unfortunately, Snowie still died, so Jenny came to this cemetery with me today."
I looked at Matthew and found his words funny.
"Why are you telling me all this? Do you want me to prepare a wreath for you and Snowie?"
"Yannick Chambers, is it necessary for you to say such mean words?"