In Jerome's peach blossom eyes, his rosy face, suddenly flashed a dazzling light, and a cold knife, was immediately, placed on him, Milan calmly asked: 'Want to punch or slap?"

'Oh my god…"


Tyson glanced at Jerome, then pulled Jerome behind him, and turned his head to look at Milan who was sitting behind the desk.

'What are you thinking?"

 The Parker pen in Milan's hand paused, after a while, he put it on the table, squinted, and looked thoughtful.


Tyson did not urge.

Milan suddenly raised his head and said to Tyson: "I want to see Ashley from three years ago."


As soon as these words were spoken, not only Tyson but even Jerome was stiff.

"Time cannot be turned back." Tyson calmly said: "She is like this today, you cannot change her."

"I have never thought of changing her." The man behind the desk said seriously: "I don't like her like this now, Ashley has no dignity, no self-respect, no soul, then she is not Ashley."

"You can pretend not to see." In Tyson's position, he thought Milan was asking for trouble, if he didn't like it, he wouldn't look anymore.

"She wants to go, let her go."

Tyson saw that Milan didn't say anything, so he added another sentence.

 Unexpectedly, he only made such a suggestion, but Milan's attitude made everyone feel extremely suspicious, his expression immediately turned cold: "Impossible. She wants to leave me, don't lie about it." Immediately, not only Tyson saw the problem, but even the young master who always cared about strange things, Jerome, also saw the problem. 

"Milan, you're done," Tyson declared. 

On Jerome's smiling face, there was no more smile, only a serious look left: "Stockholm Syndrome, you are completely a contrasting stage of it." 

"So you didn't go to Club Paradise, is it because of her? Because of her what? You don't want to see her? Or are you... afraid of seeing her?" 

Tyson was a doctor after all, at this moment he felt like he saw blood. 

"How could that be?" Was he afraid of seeing her? This was completely impossible. 

"I love her," Jerome continued Tyson's words. 

 The man behind the desk, on his handsome face, gradually revealed a cold smile: "This is even more impossible."

Would he love that woman?

Impossible.

Jerome asked: "If not, then why haven't you been to Paradise Club recently?"

"I'm very busy, I don't have time to go there to have fun."

Tyson and Jerome didn't say anything and turned to look at each other, obviously not believing these words.

"Milan, are you afraid of seeing Ashley become so ugly? That day, she cursed Gina in front of me, even Gina's death couldn't atone for her sins, cursing Gina to go to hell... She is no longer the Ashley of three years ago, she has become extremely unsightly, not only in her appearance but also in her soul, which makes people feel disgusted... You don't want to see Ashley like this, right?" That's why she doesn't go to Paradise Club anymore.

 Jerome listened to Tyson quietly, it turned out that when he was not here, a lot of things happened.

If Tyson said that Ashley cursed Gina, then it must be true. Cursing someone who was killed by her, really made people feel disgusted.

Tyson always felt like he saw blood.

Milan's eyebrows furrowed, looking very fierce.

"Silence." His face paled: "She shouldn't have become so hateful because of an outsider. It's not worth it." In Tyson and Jerome's eyes, both of them revealed a look of surprise.

Especially Tyson.

That day, he was present at the scene.

What happened, he knew very well.

How Ashley cursed Gina for three years, he knew very well.

But now, the first thing Milan thought of, wasn't that Gina had died, and was cursed by Ashley, what Milan cared about, was that Ashley shouldn't have become so hateful because of Gina, he thought that Ashley became so unsightly because of Gina, it was completely not worth it.

Tyson was surprised and carefully observed the man behind the desk... Milan. Finally, he knew that Milan's personality had changed.

Finally, he knew, his heart was forming a change.

 Tyson's eyes became complicated. If it was Ashley three years ago, he would raise both hands and feet, approving of Milan and Ashley, but Ashley now is not worthy of Milan. 

Ugly. 

Mediocre. 

Cowardly. A reformed prisoner who doesn't care about self-esteem. 

She is not worthy of Milan. 

Tyson's eyes were complicated, a fierce wave rose in his heart, and he narrowed his eyes, in the end, he did not remind Milan about the change in his feelings for Ashley. 

"If I were you, I would throw her to a place where I can't see her." Tyson coldly reminded: "Gina's death is closely related to her. You are just surprised by Ashley's great change, after all, we are the same age and grew up together, Milan, you are just temporarily surprised by her change, that's all." 

Milan was silent for a moment, then said: "Let me think carefully, think clearly."

There were things he had never touched, and for a long time, he could not understand what he wanted.

No matter how good he was at loving, Milan still did not realize his change... He could not pretend not to see her. Even if this damn woman became as ugly as today. He still had no way to kill her.

Tyson and Jerome walked out of Milan's office, Jerome pulled Tyson back: "Why did you deliberately say these words to him?"

He did not believe it, the problems he could see, a person like Tyson could not see. Tyson just glanced at Jerome indifferently: "A person's appearance can change, but what about their soul?

The soul becomes so ugly, holding a grudge against the person you killed, cursing a person who has been dead for three years and cannot die peacefully, after death she must go to hell, never to be forgiven. Do you think, the Ashley of now, is worthy of Milan?"

Jerome was speechless.

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The sky was clear, but the sunlight was a bit harsh, Ashley pulled her coat tightly, and the road was lined with trees, there were a few people today, but every time someone passed by her, they looked at her with strange eyes.

"This person... is there something wrong with their brain?"

A couple passed by behind her, not forgetting to turn their heads to look at her again, talking softly, although they didn't say it in front of Ashley, they didn't try their best to cover their ears, lowering their voices.

The soft talking, coming from behind her, was already a habit, towards random people passing by around, often revealing a surprised attitude, she was too used to it.

Raising her head to look at the sunlight above, she understood how terrifying her current outfit was in the eyes of others.

While everyone was wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts, she wrapped herself tightly, not revealing a bit.

Looking at the long-sleeved shirt on her body, she felt a little regretful… She should have worn a thicker coat.

Feeling pain in her heart, beside her was a couple in love, riding a bicycle, swaying past her.

The girl was wearing a white dress, the boy was wearing a white shirt, the girl had a lively personality, standing far away she could hear the gentle conversation: 'Hey hey, let's go, we'll go out later, the weather is so nice today, it would be a pity not to go."

'Okay okay, listen to your words, let's go to the amusement park."

'Then let's camp tonight? I've already bought a tent."

After saying that, the bicycle also passed Ashley.

'Hey! Wait."

'What?" The couple was suddenly surprised, the boy put one foot down, and stopped: 'You called us?…"

The boy carefully observed Ashley from top to bottom, the boy looked very elegant, and the coffee-colored-haired couple frowned, 'What's the matter?"

A doubtful expression… This, this, surely this isn't a madman?

Ashley froze… She didn't want to call the couple over, but she couldn't help but call out.

'Are you okay?" The girl sitting behind her, her beautiful chestnut-colored student hair, tilted her head, extended her hand, and shook hands in front of Ashley.

Ashley was stunned, 'I…"

Why did she suddenly call out to those two strangers?

'You want to ask for directions? It's okay, just ask. My boyfriend knows everything. He's very familiar with every corner here."

The girl's voice was young and full of life. Ashley quickly lowered her eyes, blinked, and raised her hand, pretending not to care, wiping away the stinging at the corner of her eyes. Then, she said indifferently: 'I, I… it's going to rain today. I checked the weather forecast."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Because her legs were uncomfortable, her steps were a little limp, but looking at her steps, it was obvious that she was in a hurry and uncomfortable.

The couple's voices were in her ears, getting farther and farther away.