In the last sentence, Ashley is completely restrained.

"37.8 degrees fever, what's wrong with you, you have a fever and still go to work? Don't you know your health condition? You're not normal, and you still dare to show off your talent. Don't you want to live anymore, Ashley." After all, the woman in front of him did as he said, grew up with him, called him 'Brother Tyson', even if she couldn't go back to the past, she was still Ashley.


Tyson didn't mean anything to Ashley, just because he pitied her, along with their old feelings.

He stood up, picked up his things, and walked out.

He didn't say much to Milan, he just said: "Don't make her suffer anymore.  Her body... isn't very well." He didn't know if Milan knew about Ashley's health condition, but when Tyson's words came out, he corrected himself. 


"I'll have my maid bring the medicine right away." Tyson picked up his things and left. 

Milan glanced at the bedroom, he lifted his feet and walked in. 


"Tonight, sleep with me." Milan had no other intentions, it was just that this woman had just choked on water and fainted, Tyson would have the maid bring the medicine right away, he just conveniently kept her overnight.

But, this word has too much meaning, Ashley's face immediately paled, "I don't."

Her reaction was too strong, this Milan was smart, cunning, and vicious, he squinted at her for a moment, immediately guessing that she was thinking wrong.

But... Sleeping with him, she didn't want to do that?

Then who did she want to sleep with?

Lorne?

Returning to normal, he immediately became fiery again!

Isn't Ashley like pouring a tray of cold water into a pan of boiling oil?

It wasn't Ashley's fault for thinking wrong, right before Tyson arrived, Milan had told Ashley '200 thousand dollars to sleep with him for one night', so Ashley instinctively misunderstood.

The man stood by the bed, suddenly.

"200 thousand." His thin lips indifferently said a few numbers.

Ashley said: "No."

"300 thousand."

"I don't."

"400 thousand."

She hesitated a little.

 The man narrowed his eyes: 'Think carefully before answering."

'No." Ashley raised her head, she looked at him, and shook her head firmly.

'Ashley, don't you like money?" Is it because of Lorne again?

"I like money, I like money, I treat money like my life, I bet 200 thousand dollars with my life if Mr. Milan is willing to give me 200 thousand, I won't say a word, I will turn around and jump into the water."

"Noble?" Milan squinted his eyes, looking down at Ashley below.

Ashley chuckled, her eyes filled with self-mockery, noble? What qualifications does she have to be a noble person?

"Mr. Milan is wrong, I am just a reformed laborer, I have never had a past, and even less a future. I have no family, no friends... noble?  Who am I noble for?"

"Then, stay here tonight."

Ashley slowly raised her head, she looked seriously into Milan's eyes, and her lips slowly parted, "I don't want to."

Milan clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands were visible.

Milan explained to himself, that Ashley had rejected him twice because of Lorne.

'Ashley, the consequences of angering me, you can't bear it." He silently warned, his eyes cold as ice... She could go with any man, but not him?

"Mr. Milan may have forgotten, I'm just a shameless and despicable whore, if someone gave me 200 thousand dollars to buy a night with me, I would happily take off everything, and flatter the boss. But Mr. Milan, you can't.  I am a professional whore, with no relationship with superiors, this is a taboo in the profession."

"You."

Ashley mustered up all her courage to say these words, once again successfully making the man with high IQ and low EQ angry enough to bang on the door and leave.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ashley's tense nerves finally relaxed, all the strength in her body seemed to be drained, she collapsed, leaned against the wardrobe, and held her head, hiding in one place.

The pain in her mouth was unbearable.

Anyone could do it, except Milan. Otherwise, what would her three years be worth?

Her 20 years of feelings for him, what is it?

'Milan, Milan! You must be like that, from the bone, from the flesh, completely humiliating me.

That's right, I went into that place, I'm not clean, I'm a reformed laborer, but I also want to keep a little bit of 'cleanliness', I also only have this one point of feeling for you, that is cleanness.' Ashley closed her eyes, hiding the anger and pain in the bottom of her eyes.

'Anyone can, I'm a whore anyway, anyone can, considering anyone can do it, anyway I have nothing to lose, anyone can, anyone can... Anyone can... He can't...'

 She closed her eyes tightly, hypnotizing herself, unconsciously sobbing on the floor, tears streaming down her face… This was the second time she shed tears today, the first time was because of Lorne in the nightmare, and the second time was because of that man. 'Anyone else is fine, he is not…' In the luxurious bedroom, a woman curled up into a small ball, continuously repeating these words, this luxurious bedroom gave off a lonely scent… Even though it was lit.

Outside the living room, a man held a cigarette, took three consecutive puffs, then extinguished the previous anger in the cigarette butt, pressed the ashtray, reached out to pick up the glass of red wine on the table, tilted his head back, and took a sip, he wanted to use this method to extinguish the anger in his heart. 

Milan didn't realize that he had no way to deal with the woman in the bedroom. 

A strange sound came from behind. 

"Stand still, where do you want to go?" Milan squinted at the woman's hunched figure, feeling a crazy urge. 

"Go to work." Ashley slowly replied. 

Suddenly. 

The man's heart felt like it was on fire, his face was still cold as ice, without any expression, he suddenly opened his mouth: "Go to work? With this ragged body of yours?"  The woman didn't know how to think, only knowing the money in her heart, just now she felt like she had died and come back to life when she opened her eyes it was money, other than money, what else did she care about?

Oh… wrong. And there was also Lorne.