Richie had already grabbed onto the door knob while Shirley was speaking. He paused and turned his head around. Narrowing his eyes, he told her coldly,"Whatever you want."
Right after he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out of the door without any hesitation.
"Bang!" the door was closed. Looking at it, Shirley couldn't help but cry. She felt aggrieved seeing Richie walk away like this.
She felt suffocated. She never had this kind of feeling since Richie brought her back from B city. Her heart seemed to be torn apart by claws, which made her almost black out.
Richie stood outside the door after he walked out of the room. Looking at the closed door, he could not help but recall the scene he saw at Sheridan's place. The room was full of purple flowers and Shirley was sitting on a swing, while Sheridan was holding her in his arms.
He had seen a vast expanse of purple flowers once on Moonlight Island and he was amazed as he had never seen so many purple flowers before. It was a fascinating flower field which was even more beautiful than the lavender field in Provence. He vividly remembered that there was also a swing tied to a tree on Moonlight Island.
Recalling all this, he became furious again. His eyes and face darkened. However, he didn't know whom he was mad at, himself or Shirley.
When he learned that she was in danger, he was so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe. How could he put her in danger again?
But when he saw Shirley in Sheridan's embrace, he got really mad, mad at himself.
If it were not for Sheridan, Shirley might have ended up getting hurt.
Richie was mad at himself because he wasn't there to protect her when she was in danger. Moreover, the man who had saved her was not just any other man, he was someone who had loved her deeply all this time.
His brows wrinkled, and he was upset thinking of Shirley's angry look. Even though they had been together for so many years, sometimes he still felt insecure. He was afraid that one day Shirley would leave him.
He seemed not to be able to breathe every time the thought of Shirley leaving him came into his mind.
"Richie, should we do something..." Antonio reminded while glancing at the closed door.
Withdrawing his eyes from the closed door, Richie hid all his emotions at the moment and said indifferently,"Send someone to follow her quietly. Be careful and don't let her find out about them. Let her do whatever she wants."
After Richie finished speaking, he left.
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