“Goodbye.”

Queenie stepped out of the car alone, looking somewhat desolate.

She walked slowly.

Although the building in front of her was magnificent, surpassing over 90% of the houses in the ancient town, she had no desire to go home.

As Emmanuel was about to leave, Queenie fell to the ground.

After a long pause, he continued to drive away.

Tears streamed down her cheeks like pearls, and she whispered, “Can’t go back? Is it all in the past?”

In the end, the Chevrolet turned around.

Emmanuel got out of the car, sighed, and walked over to help her up.

“Why did you turn back? Do you still have feelings for me?” Queenie broke into a tearful smile, her expression somewhat infatuated.

“Queenie, what are you saying? I don’t understand what you mean.

Emmanuel replied honestly, “You’ve always been my friend since we were young. I can’t just leave you.”

“You know that’s not what I mean.”

to the doorstep, pushing Emmanuel away

need that

rest well.

It’s not that he lacked emotions, but he constantly remembered that he was a married

“Emmanuel.”

out, her voice

“Is there something else?”

turned back, raising

She threw herself into his arms, attempting to kiss him by

had the slightest affection

disappointed her.

pushed her away without hesitation and

that, he turned and walked

Why did it

sit down

asked loudly, “Emmanuel! What exactly makes Mackenzie better than me? Is it

Emmanuel was very angry.

words felt somewhat insulting

but to turn back and sigh. “Queenie, you’re drunk.

“Emmanuel, you’ve changed!”

streaming down her face. “When we were kids, both you

“That’s enough!”

and I were playing house. Why do you take it seriously? Have you ever thought about your

“My boyfriend?”

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