He was no longer the white-clad young man, who gently said he loved me in my memory.
"I chose to give him a better future, but it was me who drove him crazy too."
I left with him in a car, having all kinds of emotions in my heart.
He retaliated against me by resorting to extreme measures for Emery. He wanted me to kneel and repent.
But he didn't know that I had long been dead.
"What's the point of finding a dead person?"
Richard rushed to a villa outside the suburbs and eagerly entered a large room.
Lying on the luxurious bed in the middle was Emery, whose face was pale.
If it weren't for the mole on her face, I would have thought I saw myself dead years ago.
Richard stumbled and crawled to Emery's side, holding her hand affectionately.
"Emery, don't worry. I will find Kate and let her taste the pain you have suffered over the years."
Emery forced a smile weakly.
"It's okay. Richard, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have angered Kate back then."
When Richard heard this, he cursed fiercely as if he had thought of something.
"You did nothing wrong! She is such a vicious woman. Otherwise, why would she treat me indifferently to force me to break up with you?"