After the dinner party, Brian and Anna strolled along the street as people passed by.

Holding his arm, she asked, "Brian, are you going back tomorrow?"

In all honesty, she didn't want him to leave yet.

If the company hadn't called, he might've stayed to accompany her to see the new designer before going back.

However, he delegated her the responsibility of overseeing the cooperation. "What's the matter? Don't you think it would be great for you if you stayed here for a few more days? You should take some time to relax."

Even though he felt nothing for her, he was still kind to her.

Their relationship remained the same throughout all these years. Anna didn't say anything.

Without him, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it would still be empty.

As they stood by the river, they weren't that far away from Ayla.

But because the light was dim, they couldn't recognize each other.

For some reason, as Brian stood there, he felt an oddly familiar feeling.

But when he looked around, he saw nothing. Ayla leaned sideways then looked back at Lucas.

"We should go!"

She had received a call from Yareli, saying that today's fashion show and dinner party were both successful.

She also told her that they would arrange a meeting with the person in charge of the domestic partner company. Lucas and Ayla went to the car next to them.

Brian noticed her familiar figure.

"Ayla?" he murmured as he ran towards them.

Anna thought that she had just misheard him. Brian watched as the car drove away, fading from his sight.He didn't even get to see the license plate clearly.

After chasing it for a long time, the car eventually took a turn and disappeared.

"Brian, are you okay?"

Anna caught up with him, panting in exhaustion. "I saw her," he responded, catching his breath as he stood on the street. She pulled his arm and shouted, "Brian, you're mistaken.That can't be Ayla.She died two years ago!"

Why couldn't he just forget Ayla after all this time? During the past two years, whenever he saw anyone that remotely reminded him of Ayla on the road, he would try to chase them.

But each time, he just ended up being disappointed. Leaning against a lamppost, Brian thought, 'Yes, Ayla is dead.She died two years ago...' 

Despite that fact, he refused to give up.He never saw her corpse.

was just missing. "Brian, enough! You've

watching him be this miserable all the time. As he looked at the direction where the car had disappeared to, Brian shook his head helplessly, and

forget her! Why can't you just move on from someone who doesn't even exist anymore! If you keep this

having a hard

though she loved him, she still couldn't forget

believed that Ayla

say a word and just keep on walking.He hadn't gone to the backyard of

wooden sign also brought up old wounds for

cruel that he killed their

dare to accept that woman because he was

the night, Anna wasn't able to

to send him off

past two years, she stayed by his side, but he

or disappointed. The engagement

so she wore this ring

the car,

didn't you sleep

under her eyes, she didn't even get a minute

she asked

past two years, Brian

who resembled Ayla last night, he would have more sleepless

Ayla was sitting on a

her appointment with Yareli was in the afternoon,

knocked on her door.

you going to

asked him

had brought

and I just happened to

had returned to A City, leaving Anna to stay for a few more days.Ayla took

"Thank you."

of them sat face to

away, she began to eat the cake and

had grown to like

of her previous life, coffee was no

Anna to a coffee

being marketed by our company this time.I think they suit you very well.I hope you won't

that were perfect for her size, and these clothes were the highlights of last night's

"Thank you, Ms.Evans."

didn't pretentiously refuse her, and just graciously accepted her offer and thanked her for

new employee, Wenny, is brimming with potential.For this cooperation, I

Wenny with a chance because she

at the elegant and fashionable evening

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