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.

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

miserable all the time. As he looked at

really just mistaken? How could Ayla even be here?' Standing in front of him, Anna remarked, "Brian, just forget her! Why can't you just move

was having a hard time forgetting

loved him,

Ayla didn't deserve Brian's

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

mound with the wooden sign also brought

was so cruel that he killed their

to accept that woman because he was adamantly against falling in love with

to

to send him

stayed by his side, but he never learned to love

disappointed. The engagement ring on

she took it seriously, so she wore this ring with pride all the time. Never had

of the car, Brian stared at

sleep well

eyes, she didn't even get a

about you?" she asked in

two years, Brian barely slept

woman who resembled Ayla last night, he would

a sofa

her appointment with Yareli was in the afternoon, so she

on

aren't you going to the

him to

brought

just happened to buy your favorite cake," Lucas said with

returned to A City, leaving Anna to stay for a few

"Thank you."

them sat face to face

to eat the cake and drink

had grown to like pure

previous life, coffee was no longer as bitter

drove Anna to a

our company this time.I think they suit you

had prepared some clothes that were perfect for her size, and these clothes were the highlights of last

"Thank you, Ms.Evans."

her, and just graciously

welcome.Our new employee, Wenny, is brimming with potential.For this cooperation, I want her to work in your company.What do

had arranged this to provide Wenny with a chance because she had high hopes for

and fashionable evening clothes in

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