Chapter 135: Angela Zylians' Past Tragedy

Jacky Forger's icy gaze suddenly darkened as he squinted at her. "Why are you still here so late? Can I assume that you were waiting for me?"

He had paid little attention to the late hour and the person hiding in the parking lot until the car turned into the exit, and he accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror, only to find a familiar figure.

He had given up on looking for her, but unexpectedly, she appeared before him on her own accord just a week after that evening.

He parked the car, walked back to the parking lot, and was surprised to see the girl sitting on the ground, crying uncontrollably. He had no idea when she had started crying, but every step he took seemed to coincide with her sobs.

Why would she, who had a comfortable life, come to his place to enjoy the breeze? And at such a late hour?

With his provocative gaze, Angela Zylians lowered her head and noticed that a button on her shirt had come undone, exposing a portion of her fair chest. Instinctively, she used her ha