Sasha did not know when she started crying. Her face was now covered in tears."Lucas …" She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.Lucas' face gradually lost color, and his strength weakened with the loss of blood."Sasha." His voice was really soft, showcasing just how weak he was right now.Sasha's blank eyes turned to look at him."Thank goodness." Lucas smiled a genuine smile at her. "Thank goodness it wasn't you."Thank goodness she was not the one who got stabbed by the knife.Thank goodness she was not the one who got infected.Thank goodness she would not be the one who would die."Lucas Hermes, you're a complete idiot!" Sasha burst into tears, unable to control her emotions any longer.Sharon rushed over to hug her, her cold gaze having a little bit of sympathy and gratitude in them when she looked at Lucas.The sounds of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in the spacious parking lot.A team of heavily armed police streamed in from all corners of the lot, surrou

Lana and Lucas' story was not considered a secret in the wealthy social circles of Bartham. When Walter and Martha tried to get Sasha to break up with Lucas, they went as far as to give her the most complete version of the story.Sasha knew every stupid thing that Lucas had done for Lana. She even secretly got jealous because of it. She never told Lucas about all these things. It was to the point that Lucas still thought that Sasha was unaware of his previous relationship. Because of that, when he heard what she said to Lana, he could not care about the wound on the back of his waist as he tried to push himself up from the floor."Sasha …"The policemen quickly stopped him. "Don't move! Your wound will be torn open again!"Hearing the commotion, Sasha turned around to shout at him coldly, "If you don't want to die, you better fucking lie down, Lucas! If you move again, I will kill you myself!" She did not give him any respect at all."... Oh." Lucas chickened out at once, hunching

"Move!" After the ambulance left, the police marched Lana into the police car that had just got there too.The parking lot became quiet once more.Sharon, who was alone, took a deep breath and said out loud, "You can come out now. The show's already over."Dylan and Kevan, who were hiding behind a big car, were shocked. They looked at each other before coming right out."Did you two plan this?" Sharon tried her best to ask calmly even though she was feeling all kinds of negative emotions in her heart.Kevan said nothing.Although Dylan had not participated in anything, he remained silent, too, for he did not want to betray his friend. He did not dare to look into Sharon's eyes as he was afraid that she might get a hint from his face.However, the way he looked down with his eyes drifting here and there was just proof of his guilt to Sharon.Her heart sank gradually as her voice trembled. "You really hate me that much?"Her sudden question confused Dylan. "What?" He frowned bec

Although Dylan said he was going to leave, he did not leave at once.It was not because of Kevan's persuasion but rather because Dylan had some tact himself. He had to stand together with Sharon at this time—even if he was only acting.The ballroom upstairs was not in chaos like they thought it was. The guests remained in their seats, and the waiters were bringing the dishes over in an orderly way. There was just a hint of discomfort on everyone's faces.Dylan and Kevan walked through the large ballroom to return to their seats.Xander and Cecilia's seats were already empty, and Martha's seat was also empty too. They had gone to accompany Lucas to the hospital. He did not know how Sharon informed everyone of what happened, but as the guests did not leave, he presumed that she did not tell the whole truth.He did not know if she had told Walter about the divorce issue. He guessed that she did not because she had more tact than him, and she knew to look at the big picture more than

As Dylan listened, some irritation appeared on his face."Me and Sharon …"He had just started speaking when Kevan interrupted him. "Let's have a drink too."Dylan glared at him with dissatisfaction.Kevan glared at him as a warning not to speak without thinking. After they had finished drinking, Kevan deliberately asked, "Are you drunk? Do you want to go to the lounge next door to rest for a bit?"Kevan's words successfully got everyone to stare at Dylan's face. They watched him with concern. Louis spoke again. "Sharon, Dylan does look strangely flushed. Maybe you can tell your dad to have Dylan sent back home to rest first?"Dylan frowned at once, and he refused. "No need. I'm not drunk."However, everyone else had a different idea than him.Walter heard everything that was said, and when he saw that Dylan refused to accept, he personally came over to placate him. "There's nothing else left to do here. You and Sharon can go first." Then, he instructed Sharon. "I'll have someo

"Huh?" Kevan rarely apologized, so Sharon thought that she had misheard. But Kevan repeated himself once more. "I'm sorry.""For what?" Sharon was more curious and confused than demanding to know answers."Today's incidents have nothing to do with Dylan," Kevan said, "I was the one who caused them." He never liked explaining himself to others, but he also did not want his best friend to take the blame for him.Sharon blinked. She could not understand. "Why?" He had no reason to ruin the wedding. He was not familiar with the newlywed couple, and he had no problems with either the Hermes family nor the Davis family. No matter how she looked at it, he seemed to be taking the blame for Dylan."I wanted Lana to suffer more." A sinister look flashed across Kevan's eyes at the mention of Lana.After Lana crashed her car into Larissa to hurt her, she became a wanted fugitive after vanishing before the start of her trial. Sharon knew a little about Kevan and Larissa's relationship. So, i

Sharon jolted. The happiness that rose up in her heart was quickly extinguished by her.Dylan's reasons for not wanting to divorce her were definitely different. It was better for her not to imagine things."I've said everything that I needed to say." Kevan straightened up in his seat and put on his seat belt. "I live in the same area as Dylan. Just drop me off at the gate.""... Okay." Sharon shook her head and ignored all her feelings. She pressed her lips together before pressing the gas pedal down. Her beautiful sports car roared loudly while it raced out of the parking lot in a red flash.…Sharon left Kevan unceremoniously at the gates of the residential area.Kevan only felt for his muted phone after getting out of the car.The screen showed about thirty missed calls from Dylan, and the unread WhatsApp messages had piled up. He did not need to see who the messenger was to know who it was from.Kevan ignored it all and put his phone back in his pocket. He nodded a

It was late at night.Kevan finally finished work for the day, and he closed a file, putting down the pen in his hand. His personal phone did not ring at all.Aster had gone to a closed-off winter camp organized by his kindergarten two days ago. He was not allowed to bring his phone, so Kevan lost contact with him.A developed habit suddenly changing due to this made Kevan feel like he had lost his emotional support system. He worked harder than ever, and he became a duller person.Kevan leaned back into his chair tiredly, and he rubbed the aching spot between his eyes. It was nearly 12 am, and he could see that the lights of the internet company next door were still on through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows.The bitterness in his heart gradually turned mild—at least, he was not the only person who was alone on such a late night.Suddenly, he had the idea to call Dylan to accompany him. So, he called Dylan.Ever since being abandoned by Kevan at the City Hall's parking lot an

"The person you like likes you too." Kevan's voice was faint, and it carried a bit of reproach in it."Who the fuck likes Sharon?" Dylan blew up at once, and he slammed his glass on the low table. He warned Kevan, "Don't fucking make shit up in your head!"But his gleaming eyes, as well as his flushed ears, proved that he was embarrassed."I can see it with my own eyes." Kevan snorted lightly before suddenly becoming serious again. "You can't even tell me the truth?"Dylan jolted. Kevan's words made him wilt, losing all the anger he had held previously. After he finished a glass of whiskey, he seemed to have gained some courage while losing his own dignity at the same time."It's not that I can't tell you the truth. I just … haven't figured myself out yet." Dylan's words were rather sincere.He did hate Sharon—he hated the way she played tricks on him. He hated the way she forced his former lover away from him.But this hate had become rather mild after many years of being toget

Problems?"I actually wish she would get mad at me." Kevan laughed coldly at himself.Because only then the excuses he prepared would be useful. But she never said anything nor expressed anything. He could not figure out what she was feeling, so he did not dare to do anything hasty.Kevan felt a wave of irritation. "Give me back my liquor." He reached out to take the glass back, but Dylan avoided him. In the middle of their fight for the glass, half the whiskey spilled out and stained their clothes.The wet fabric stuck to Kevan's skin, and the sudden coldness made him frown. He swiftly took his clothes off and called a server over. He then instructed the server to "buy me a new set of clothes."The server was new. He only remembered Kevan due to his manager's constant nagging to remember this very important guest, so he did not know Dylan. When he saw the unkempt duo in the private room, the server's face turned a little bit red, and his eyes sparkled.Now that this scene had ta