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There were visitors came to the Riverside Knight's house.
Charles 94 years old was sleepy after being busy for a morning even though he was healthy.
Rachel sent him back to the room and the living room finally fell into silence.
Sean took out a cigarette, lowered his head, lit it up, walked to the window and looked toward the Guyou River.
The Knight was in a good location, where he could see the beautiful scenery of the Guyou River.
The blue and white smoke was slowly spit out by Sean from the mouth. The two figures on the bridge attracted all his attention.
A man and a woman stood opposite each other, like a couple, very close together.
The man was tall, composed and elegant. Although his face could not be seen clearly, but from the shape and the elegant dress, he knew that he was not an ordinary person.
Sean put his eyes on the woman.
By just a glance, his smoking action stopped.
Although Emma basically had her back to him, he could recognize her at a glance, her figure, her dress, and the bag on her shoulder that had been used to smash him...
The man on the bridge was reaching out to put Emma's hood on for her, and they switched position, as if he was shielding her from the wind with his body.
Sean narrowed his eyes, with expression changed unpredictably. The mobile phone had been in his hands......
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Emma stood on the bridge. Her face went pale because she was cold.
As Harrell helped her to put on the hood, Emma was shocked.
Harrell's action was light and he had no superfluous expression, which was natural as an old friend. There was no sense of discomfort.
Emma felt shocked and curved her mouth with a smile. “Thank you.”
“It is windy. Let's go back.” Harrell said calmly.
As Emma was to speak, the phone in the bag suddenly rang.
Wagging her hand to Harrell, she pulled the phone out of her bag and paused as she glanced at the caller ID.
The phone stopped after two rings. It was from Sean.
Emma looked at the missed call feeling uneasy. Without hesitation, she called back.
Harrell looked at her movement and waited quietly.
No one answered the phone after a long call.
When Emma thought Sean would not answer the phone, it got through.
Emma's heart beat was faster. Sean connected to the phone, but did not speak.
“Hello? Did you call me?” Emma spoke in a small voice, feeling nervous.
He was silent for a while, and then he finally spoke, “I called the wrong person!”
Before Emma said a word, Sean had decisively hung up the phone. Emma could hear that his tone was bad.
Emma was confused and wondered if she had done anything to offend him. He made a face again!
Emma moved the phone away from her ear and her depressed expression was caught by Harrell.
Harrell asked with a smile, “From Ivan?”
Emma came back to her sese, shook her hand and said calmly, “No, I have broken up with him.”
Harrell was surprised first and then gave an elegant smile.
However, Emma felt Harrell was intentional. He must have known it.
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