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.

just missing. "Brian, enough! You've done too much for a dead

like this. She would rather be in pain than to keep watching him be this miserable all the time. As he looked at the direction where the car had disappeared to,

"Brian, just forget her! Why can't you just move on from someone who doesn't even exist anymore! If you keep this up, you'll never get

having a hard

she loved him, she still couldn't forget

believed that Ayla didn't

keep on walking.He hadn't gone to the backyard

the wooden sign also brought up old wounds

was so cruel that he killed their

to accept that woman because he was adamantly

of the night, Anna wasn't able to sleep. Brian was going to take

send him off

she stayed by his

disappointed. The engagement ring

all an act, she took it seriously, so she wore this ring

of the

you sleep well last

by the dark circles under her eyes, she

she asked

past two years, Brian barely

who resembled Ayla last night,

sitting on a

with Yareli was

knocked on

going

asked him to

had brought

just went out for something, and I just happened to buy your favorite cake," Lucas said with

because he knew that Brian had returned to A City, leaving

"Thank you."

sat face to face on

began to eat the cake and drink

reason, she had grown

bitterness of her previous life, coffee was no longer

Yareli drove Anna

company this time.I think they suit you very well.I hope

prepared some clothes that were perfect for her size,

"Thank you, Ms.Evans."

didn't pretentiously refuse her, and just graciously

with potential.For this cooperation, I want her

arranged this to provide Wenny with a chance because she had

the elegant and fashionable evening clothes in the

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