Chapter 817
The soup Gianna brought over was spilled on the lobby floor.

Lowering his head, he looked at it for a while before he picked up the soup container and tossed it into the trash can by the door.

He didn’t need a woman to take pity on him.

After that, he kept drinking himself into a stupor. He’d call out to Gwynn once he woke up from it. Sometimes, he’d even dream about the moment when they met each other for the first time.

This time, however, he woke up from his drunken stupor and saw Emma
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