Two voices, repeating, lingering in her head, her head was about to explode.

Happiness, how could she be happy? She was a criminal. Lorne died for her, yet she could have the happiness that everyone in the world wanted.


Nonsense.

The one who deserved to die didn't die, and the one who didn't deserve to die did, yet the one who deserved to die could have happiness. The one who deserved to be happy was Lorne. Her life now, had been taken away from Lorne. If... If Lorne hadn't died for her, would Lorne now be happy, right?

Taking away Lorne's life, even wanting to take away Lorne's happiness?


Struggle, pain, regret, self-denial, self-hatred... These states suddenly appeared.

 Ashley was immersed in a state of self-denial and self-hatred, she couldn't clearly distinguish, her happiness and Lorne's happiness were not the same. In her subconscious, she thought, Lorne died for her, now she was living, living for Lorne, to atone for Lorne. If Lorne was still alive, then she would have died that day, every breath now, must belong to Lorne.


Then... what about happiness?

Elliot's voice, still ringing in her ears.

Ashley tried to push Elliot's hand away: "Shut up! Shut up! I don't need to be happy." She yelled at Elliot like a wild animal, Elliot was not prepared, didn't expect her to suddenly use such strength, and accidentally pushed away, he staggered back two steps, only to stand firm, then saw the woman limping, clinging to one of her legs, seemingly wanting to escape.

Ashley wanted to stay away from Elliot for a bit.

 Elliot chased after her.

"Ashley, what are you afraid of?"

On the tree-lined road, a woman was holding one of her legs tightly and running, the man in a white shirt behind her hurriedly chased after her, asking as he ran, forming a chase.

Or like this, it didn't count as a chase. After all, the chaser and the chased, their strength were not equal, one had long legs and long arms, walking strongly, and the other was limping, dragging a limp leg.

This color of the sky was also the mood of the sky.

The sky was clear blue, with white clouds and yellow sunshine.

Immediately... a loud rumble.

In a moment, it poured rain and strong winds.

Not knowing where this dark cloud came from, it immediately blocked the light, a heavy rain, covering the sky and the ground.

 'Ashley, stop running, you can't outrun me," Elliot called from behind Ashley. The distance between the two of them was getting closer, only about 5-6 meters. Ashley was worried, she ran and turned back to look at Elliot: "I told you, I don't need happiness..."

'Ashley! Be careful."

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Elliot's frightened eyes. Ashley still hadn't realized anything. A 'boom" sound of impact rang out in her ears. She was still thinking about what had happened, her whole body fell to the ground and rolled around.

'Screech." The sound of the brakes was deafening. The driver stuck his head out and shouted: 'Are you crazy? If you want to die, you're right in front of me."

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry…" Ashley hurriedly said, a little happy. Fortunately, the driver braked very quickly, so she only suffered minor skin injuries.

Elliot looked at the driver coldly: 'Do you know how to talk? You hit someone but you still want to reason?"

Elliot was fierce, and the driver was also a little scared, so he sarcastically said: 'If a husband and wife argue, they should go home and argue. If you run out on the street and make a fuss, then you're crazy." As he spoke, he drove away.

 Elliot's attitude was fierce, but he also knew that at this time, he couldn't blame the driver.

He looked at Ashley again, she didn't fall too hard, but there would be some external injuries.

He hurriedly ran towards Ashley, "Ashley, don't move, let me take you to the hospital."

"Don't come here."

Ashley sat down on the ground, regaining her composure.

Under the pouring rain, on the muddy road, she raised her face in the rain, her voice hoarse, slowly saying: "Elliot, I don't need any happiness. I don't need help either. My life now is very good. Please don't come and disturb my life anymore. Don't barge into my life again."

When everything fell into darkness, that ray of light was not help, but mistakes and sins.

 Elliot's expression changed again, he lowered his eyes to look at the woman who was drowning in the puddle, the heavy rain also fell all over his body, wetting his face, he didn't care about what the woman said, still raised his feet and walked towards her. 

Ashley's expression changed: "Don't come here." Her hoarse voice, shouting. 

Using practical actions to reject this man who barged into her world. 

"Elliot, do you know what kind of person I am?" In the pouring rain, she smiled lightly, the rain covered the pain in her eyes, and her smile, became even more radiant: "Elliot, do you have money? If you have money, you are the boss. I am just the one who receives the money. You bring the money to Paradise Club, I will not disappoint you." 

She said: "Elliot, I will wait for you at Paradise Club." 

 Elliot looked at the woman who was drowning in the puddle, she was trying to get up from the ground, in the rain, and a limping figure walked.

That sentence still rang in his ears: Do you have money? If you have money, you are the boss. I am just the receiver. You bring money to Paradise Club, I will not disappoint you.

Giselle once told him, that Ashley loves money, for money, she can do anything.

At that time, he did not express his opinion, he also understood Ashley's difficulties.

But, when he confessed to her, at that time he gave all his sincerity to the woman in front of him, he never expected that, despite that, this woman still chose to love money more.

Elliot did not blame Ashley for loving money…

Is there anyone in this world who does not love money?

But, he was a little disappointed with Ashley's choice today.

In front of her, partly because of Elliot's feelings, who was moved for the first time in decades, decided to take serious action, partly because of money that made people unbearable... But this woman seemed to love money a little more.