Seeing his own grandson's expression and attitude, Mr. Jenkins knew that he was determined to be a third party.
Anger made his chest heave up and down, and thinking of something, he simply closed his eyes, out of sight out of mind.
"There's no point in turning back, you think she's waiting for you?" He snorts, "a good horse doesn't eat turned grass, Ivy Thompson won't turn back. You'll only give up after hitting the wall."
Zachary Jenkins pursed his lips, with no sign of wavering on his face.
Whether it's a wall or not, he had to hit it to find out.
He pulled up his mask, quickly covering half of his face. The suffocated feeling spread through him, and a hint of coldness floated in Zachary's eyes.
He can't wear a mask all the time, he has to show up in public sooner or later...
Thinking of Molly Walker and Jeremy Norman's relationship, his chest suddenly felt suffocated. He walked quickly out of the hospital room, wanting to get some fresh air outside.
