"I've told you many times, many times." Zayn had a cold, hard look on his face. "If you hadn't discussed this with me beforehand, then you wouldn't have asked me to help you if anything had happened. It was you who had overdrew our friendship over and over again."
Kate began to cry on his knees.
Zayn didn't move, allowing her to hold him in her arms and cry. His body was as firm as a mountain.
"I see," Roland said.
When Aman returned to his bedroom, he saw that the elites and the small patterns were standing outside.
The essence gave him a salute and said, "Young Master."
"What's wrong?" Aman glanced at the tightly shut door of the bedroom.
"Young Madam said that she wanted to be quiet."
When Aman pushed the door open and entered the room, he saw Chloe standing in front of the window, just like she did yesterday.
