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She did not even look at his expression. Messily wiping off the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand, she indignantly said, “Mister, I know it’s my fault for not looking at where I’m going, but you don’t have to act so condescending as to ‘pity’ me! I don’t need it!”

After saying these words, she was no longer bothered with him and treated him as if he were non-existent. She bent down to pick up the documents on the ground, and turned to leave quickly, not bothering to look at him again.

Weston fixed his gaze upon on her swiftly departing back. He was somewhat in a daze, unable to retract his sight from her for a long time.

Her words caused his unwavering gaze and stance fly far out from his mind all of a sudden!

Just by rewinding his memories, he could vividly recall the night he shared with the blindfolded, young girl – the girl who was forced to withstand all of him.

He still remembered how he had delved into her delicate body and suffocated in her tightness.

He willfully