Vincent stared at Jeremy, and the iciness deep in Vincent's eyes seemed to emerge slightly.

Jeremy looked away from the sea of flowers outside and turned to look at Vincent instead. He said calmly, "Yes."

"You should know our situation best. Old Madam Wickam found true love because times were different then. Can we grow old with someone? Are you kidding? Have you found a suitable woman?"

Vincent's voice was filled with ridicule. After he spoke, he didn't look at Jeremy. Vincent felt that Jeremy was confusing today because he was saying such things out of the blue. If this got out, other people would think Jeremy was a madman.

Vincent didn't feel like smoking anymore, nor was he interested in speaking to Jeremy any longer. He wanted to wait for the odor on him to dissipate before he was going to leave.

It wasn't nice to stay in the washroom for so long.

But Jeremy ignored Vincent's internal thoughts and said calmly, "If you're not troubled because of love, why are you feeling so restless? Old Madam Wickam just advised you like she always does. Why are you in such a state?"

Jeremy's voice was remarkably calm, and it was just a regular question.


But… Vincent's body quivered viciously because of Jeremy's words. Endless disbelief was intertwined in Vincent's eyes.

He's right.

Why?

Old Madam Wickam has repeatedly advised me, but it's never been a big deal. So why is it making me feel so restless today?

He suddenly wanted to smoke again!

Vincent unconsciously looked for his cigarette pack. Before taking it out, he thought of Old Madam Wickam's health and suppressed his agitation.

But Jeremy seemed to see the veins on Vincent's forehead protrude gradually.

Jeremy laughed lightly, but it wasn't a joyful laugh. In fact, Jeremy seemed to have seen through Vincent. Jeremy said apathetically, "Rachel."

He only said her name and suddenly stopped speaking.

Vincent turned to look at Jeremy abruptly and seemed spooked. His brows furrowed tightly. "Why are you bringing her up out of the blue?!"

"Look at yourself. Turn around. There's a mirror." Jeremy stepped aside after that, and Vincent subconsciously turned to look at himself in the mirror.

It was his usual appearance, but there was an unconcealable irritation in his eyes. Vincent could see the alarm on his face.

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