'Kane, no matter what, I am very grateful for your introduction. Of course, when everything is over, I will generously return it to you, to repay your introduction. I will not let you help me in vain."

'Damn it, I don't need your reward. The reward I need is only one," The man cursed urgently, his chest standing up fiercely, staring at the woman opposite: 'If you want to repay me, then give yourself to me. I will not accept anything else."


Her head hurt a little, and she could not speak.

'Three years ago, I admitted that I was wrong. Are you going to lock yourself in the past forever?"

'Ashley."


He rarely got agitated, Kane Filoch stared at that back, he was an elite hunter, and he always restrained himself, but today, at this moment, he did not want to keep this damn restraint anymore.

He wanted to let loose once.


At the moment that back was about to disappear at the door, the man walked quickly, rushed forward, and suddenly hugged that back tightly.

Ashley suddenly stiffened, pursed her lips, and her hand that was loosening suddenly tightened...

Pushing him away, she was not used to being close to others. Ordering the thoughts in her head.

Forbidden.

She was a person who followed the rules, so she had to escape from that tight hug behind her back... Warm, no doubt, Kane's chest, radiating warmth, those years, when she sat counting each day, she had longed for warmth, needed someone, anyone.

But now, in those thousands of days, she was no longer used to being close to others.

Let alone this person.

"I admit I am despicable, but Ashley, please escape from that cage called the past."

He kept mentioning the word 'Cage", she was invisibly angry, even angry with shame: 'When was there a cage? When did I ever live in the past? Kane, I'm afraid you're delusional. There's no such thing as a cage of the past. Look at me, I'm living very well."

She was angry, struggling violently, wanting to escape from that sturdy chest.

'I don't understand what you're saying, I only know that I'm living very well."

'Living very well? Really? Ashley, you're deceiving yourself. Are you living very well?

Bentley's illness, and the things in your family. Ashley, you dare to say, you're living very well?"

The man couldn't help but exclaim, the words just came out of his mouth, then he stopped, he tried to calm down, closed his eyes tightly, opened them again, touched that long hair, his eyes lit up, couldn't help but ask: 'Really not living in the past? Then why do you have long hair? Who are you waiting for? Waiting for Milan? Is he that good?"

Ashley's face immediately became gloomy, at a speed that the naked eye could see her face, quickly drained of blood.

'Let go."

Confused, panicked, lost all emotion.

Running away would be fine.

Running away, she would forget.

Can't see, can't hear, won't spin, won't be so suffocated and painful in her heart.

She thought so and did so.

The moment she ran away, Kane's eyes were filled with helplessness. He didn't believe it.

There was no place where he was inferior to Milan.

Money, power, relationships, and the things that a successful man needs, he does not lack.

Women, he wanted, he never lacked.

A man's desire to conquer sometimes was really scary. Scary enough to blind him. Kane Filoch's heart was filled with unwillingness at this moment, she struggled, forcing the desire to conquer deep into his blood, burning fiercely.

"Aren't you afraid that I will cancel the contract? The cooperation between our two companies, will stop here?"

Ashley took a breath. "If you unilaterally cancel the contract, I'm afraid you will have to spend a large sum of money to compensate for the breach of contract."

She calmly stated the truth.

The man's thin lips curved up, revealing a light laugh: "Money, I don't lack. But the reason Patterson Group wants to cooperate with my company, is perhaps what you value is my core technology, right?"

---

The night flight, less than three hours, arrived at S city, when she got off the plane, the sky was a little brighter.

When she left Z town, she was in such a hurry that she forgot to change her clothes, and immediately went to the airport, and the cold wind blew on her collar.

Selma still hadn't slept, Ashley got off the plane and immediately turned on her cell phone. As soon as she turned on her phone, not long after, there was a long list of missed calls and a lot of messages sent.

Eyes out of sight, heart out of mind, hands sliding, continuously sliding to the next message.

In a moment, the coldness in her heart gradually warmed up.

It was Selma, "Not sleeping?"

"Get off the plane? Then I'll come pick you up."

"No need, I'm in a taxi."

Putting down the phone, her lips couldn't help but curl into a sarcastic curve.

The so-called family was not even as good as a friend who was not related by blood.

One part was forcing her, blaming her, resenting her, the other part was waiting for her to return, waiting for her call.

If she didn't compare, she wouldn't be able to find out. Since when, her calmness, caused the person who helped her to be hurt... Wrong?

Did she do something wrong?

On the way, the woman kept thinking, perhaps, her first mistake was being weak.

The driver stopped the car, saying: "We're here."

She woke up, in the familiar building, the familiar environment, she instinctively raised her head to look at the room she was in.

There was no light, along with the surrounding darkness, blending into one.

Thinking back, the other person was already asleep, that's right, why wait for someone so far away?

Pushing the car door open, she slowly walked down.

Entering the elevator, she walked to the door.

She opened the door gently.

Inside the room, it was quiet.

She didn't press the light switch in the room, the street light outside the balcony shone in, and the light was weak but enough for her to feel familiar, vaguely walking.

She could vaguely see the furniture in the room.

From the time she returned, until she entered the house, slowly breathing a sigh of relief, she went to the living room, threw away her bag, preparing to throw her entire body onto the sofa.

Just saw a black humanoid object on the sofa.

Suddenly she squinted, looked closely again to observe a bit... It seemed like someone was there.

Her nerves were tense, quietly approaching, and a familiar scent crept into her nose, it was the smell of shampoo in her bathroom.

It was him.

She didn't feel strange, nor did she call out to that person. Quietly walked over, stood next to the sofa, and quietly looked at that person's entire body lying on the sofa, her head leaning on his arm.

She didn't bother, turned around and went into the bedroom, took the blanket to cover him.