At the same time, his attitude was obvious. He admitted that he liked her, but he would not disturb Isla. If she was having a bad day, he wouldn't just sit idly by. Be emotional, but also clearly restrained.
With the deep affection that spread from his bones, Mr Fisher thought for a moment that it was the highest state of love. Otherwise, in the world of power, how could he keep his love deep in his heart and torture himself?
But unfortunately, the falling flowers were intentional and the flowing water was ruthless. How should we solve this problem?
Fisher's eyes were full of meaning, "I respect Isla's choice, Ash, do you do the same, right?"
Ash slowly wrapped the stones back on his wrist, raised his eyes, and asked slowly, "So is the Thomas family also Mr. Fisher's choice?"
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