“If you really don’t want to give up, then we’ll just fight like kilkenny cats at worst! In short, I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore!”
As she finished speaking, she turned around and strode off without batting an eye at him.
This time, Lucy was terrified.
She was not so silly that she did not realise that Joel had thought of dragging her to death along with him.
The madman!
It did not matter if she died, but what about her mother?
How could he be that selfish? He did all of this just because she did not agree to go back home with him.
Lucy was devastated, she continued to walk forward as she wiped her tears.
At that moment, all of her grievances could no longer be held in and finally turned into streams of tears.
She was not sure how far she had walked, but her legs had started to feel numb.
She then found a place along the roadside and sat down.
Not far away, the black Ferrari had actually been following behind her silently, without her noticing, since she left.
In the car, Joel looked at the girl who was not far away, hugging her knees while crying under a street light. His heart also started to ache.
In fact, he was also not sure why he behaved like that just now, it was as if he had been possessed.
He only thought that he needed to make her agree.
He just wanted to hear her say that she was willing to go with him, it did not matter even if she did not actually agree.
Joel needed proof.
It seemed that as long as she said yes, that alone would be enough to prove that at least he had a place in her heart.
She did not seem to hate him that much either.
He truly did not want to hurt her!
He would rather die than let the lady he loved so much get hurt. How could he actually drag her to death with him?
Joel closed his eyes in agony.
After some time, he took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket with his trembling fingers and lit one of them.
It was already 11:00pm.
The road was in a remote area, there was no one nor any passing vehicles around.
The girl just sat there quietly in a crouched position, whether or not she was still crying was unknown.
On the other hand, the man sat in the car, smoking one cigarette after another until the whole pack of cigarettes was almost finished. He then finally pushed open the car’s door and got out.
Lucy was already tired from crying.
What she said just now was not just out of anger, yet it was also not the true thoughts in her heart.
She was so tired that she did not have any energy left to walk. The night was cold, so she did not feel like moving at all.
Therefore, she just continued to sit there while hugging her legs, her head rested on her knees to get a little warmth.
At that moment, something warm suddenly fell onto her body.
She was startled and when she looked up, she saw Joel’s handsome face.
He had a cold expression, the dim street lights shining over his head made his facial features look even more profound.
Those peach blossom eyes that were once filled with joy, were no longer joyful, only an endless indifference and darkness filled them.
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