chapter 187 You go

Man at Thirty Text I held my head and then hit it hard with my fist. But I still can't vent the depression in my heart. It's like countless thorns piercing the most vulnerable part of my spirit. I almost collapsed and said, "I really don't know about this matter, and it's unclear whether there was any relationship. Maybe she was just playing a prank on me... because I didn't feel anything at all, I..." "Stop talking!"An Anne Boyle was furious. "You scare me!" After saying that, she pushed...