No, I am! I've got dollar signs in my eyes!
A car, a house, and even a bathtub. I want them all!
Suppressing her wandering thoughts, Hannah remained immersed in her own role as the tragic female side character.
It was George who couldn't help but be startled, but his surprise quickly transformed into full-blown disgust, "Think as you wish. The things I gave you disgust me, I won't take them back. If you don't want them just discard them. But here's my final warning, never ever appear before me and Tiffany again. Do not mention our past. If not, I have plenty of ways to ruin you in this circle."
His heart was always cold and as hard as a stone, reserving all its tenderness for one individual only.
And that person would never be Hannah Winter.
Even her love made this man feel disgusted, refusing to touch it.
"George..." Her eyes red from crying, she wanted to approach the man standing in front of her, but she was too cowardly to touch him.
Just then, a pleasing ringtone broke the silence in the room.
The man's previous cold and hateful expression softened immediately upon seeing the contact name on his phone screen. "Tiffany... alright, I'm coming right away. Please take care of yourself, grab a coat, and don't wander off. I'll be there soon."
The tone of his voice was one of tenderness and indulgence that Hannah had never heard before.
In their two-year relationship, his perpetual expression of apathy and seemingly eternal frigidity were as if he would never smile, uttering words stone-cold with no warmth.
She once naively comforted herself with the thought that he treated everyone the same.
But now, it seems...
After hanging up the phone, George glanced at Hannah before coldly leaving her with a few words. "Good luck."
Upon finishing, he hastily exited the villa. Even the sound of the closing door spoke of his hurry.
The man she had loved for two years, the man she had accompanied for two years, ended up leaving her with a mere — "Good luck."
Kim Lian opportunely jumped out again, conveniently adjusting the camera angle in the live broadcast room so that everyone could clearly see the tragic drama that had just unfolded.
In the live-streaming room, the majority of comments praised Hannah's improved acting skills and showed anticipation for the upcoming plot.
For these people who can't be satisfied without a catastrophe, watching Hannah suffer had become their only source of entertainment.
After reviewing the income in the live-streaming room and drying her tears, Hannah departed from the villa reluctantly.
Following the storyline, she should be upset, taking the last 2000 yuan from her account, and moving back into her university dorm.
Yes, the previous owner, who was an eligible understudy and supporting actress had been with George for two years, and instead of getting something out of it, she ended up pouring a lot of money into it.
It wasn't that George was stingy, but instead the previous owner was too naive.
With this 2000 yuan, she couldn't even afford rent!
Inside the empty villa, it fell into complete silence with the closing of the door one last time.
But if one were to scrutinize, the houseplants on the windowsill, the light-colored tablecloth on the table, and the pink carpet on the floor, each minutiae had traces of its past occupant's meticulousness.
Perhaps, a long time ago, in a bygone timeline, someone truly cherished this villa, truly considered it a home.
What a pity, it could no longer wait for its owner to return.
Or perhaps, in the not too distant future, when its doors are opened again, someone will remember the girl who loved it.