Henry looked up at him, with annoyance and sadness on his face, "How am I supposed to get over there? Can't you see Ivy doesn't really want me by her side? I've been here for so long, and she hasn't brought me to meet Colin."
Stanley frowned, "So what do you plan to do?"
Henry took a sip of his wine, "Stanley, honestly, I don't know how much longer I can hold out."
"What do you mean?" Stanley looked at him.
Henry smiled bitterly, "Actually, I always knew that Ivy doesn't love me, originally I thought that after we dated, I would slowly touch her, but after so long, it hasn't worked at all. She sees and eats with me every day, but in fact, it is always me asks her out and she is still cold to me."
Stanley was silent.
It was only then that he realized that was how Henry and Ivy got along.
They did not like lovers at all.
"So, you're ready to break up with Ivy?" Stanley asked, shaking his glass.
Henry pushed his glasses, "Yes, since she has no interest in me, so if I keep her around, she would not like that, and I can feel that she wants to break up with me."
Stanley pursed his thin lips, "In that case, split up."
Henry looked at him, "You were the one who encouraged me to confess my love to Ivy in the first place."
"I encouraged you because I saw that you did love her, but now it's proven that Ivy doesn't have feelings for you, since so, it's better to break up." Stanley said indifferently.
Henry covered his chest, "Dude, that hurts."
Stanley chortled lightly, soon his face turned serious, "Have you read the information Fraser sent you ?"
At that, Henry's expression got serious, "Yeah."
"What do you think?" Stanley asked.
Henry pondered for a few seconds, "Stanley, I have known that a long time ago."
Stanley's pupils shrank slightly, "You know that?"
"Yes."
Stanley look grim, "Since so, why didn't you tell me?"
"Ivy did not allow me to tell you, you know, I ......"
"Because you love her?" Stanley looked at him with cold scorn.
Henry lowered his head in embarrassment, "Sorry."
"Henry." Stanley placed his glass down on the coffee table, "You know, Ivy is antisocial."
"I know." Henry gripped his wine glass tightly.
"Then why didn't you tell me? If you had said it earlier, perhaps Ivy's character could have been corrected." Stanley wrinkled his brows tightly.
Henry shook his head, "Stanley, you don't understand medicine, this kind of character is not as easy to correct as you say, because it's innate, if you force it, it will only backfire and make Ivy's personality more extreme and do more unimaginable things, like kill people, do you understand?"
He first noticed that Ivy was different from normal children when he was ten years old.
At that time, a child was scratched by the family cat and everyone went to comfort that child, only Ivy was beside him with a twisted expression saying 'If that cat scratched me, I would rip its head off and skin off'.
At that time, all the children were stunned to hear Ivy’s words, and even he was so frightened that he went back and told his father, who said that Ivy might have a mental illness.
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