Of course, Kathy didn't want to stay in the box. She thought she could act as if nothing had happened, but it seemed that her good humor was ruined.
Just out of the box, Peter chased out and stood in front of Kathy.
Kathy looked at him warily.
"I want to talk to you alone."
At the end of the corridor, there were only Peter and Kathy.
He took out a small box. At seeing this, Kathy stepped back subconsciously.
She knew clearly what was inside. After breaking up with Peter, she returned the ring to him, who had settled in California.
"I never thought of getting it back since I gave it to you." Peter said.
He handed it over, but Kathy didn't take it.
Coldness grew in her eyes, and at last she turned away determinedly, but her eyes turned red unhelpfully.
"Then throw it away." she said without emotion.
At that moment, Peter's felt hurt of his heart.
He looked down, grabbed Kathy's hand, and stuffed the ring into her hand.
Kathy didn't catch, and the ring fell to the ground.
"Mrs. Joseph." Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
Kathy stood stiffly and she fought back her tears.
She must not let Joseph see her tears.
But he had come over and held her affectionately. Then his eyes fell on the ring on the floor.
"You are?" Joseph squinted at Peter.
Peter was puzzled at what the man called her. Mrs. Joseph?
"She's married?" Peter wondered.
The man in front of Peter looked like a member of the upper class, either a well-to-do or a well-connected one. He thought Kathy had been waiting for him all these years. But she wasn't!
At the thought of this, Peter turned out to be very angry.
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