Anderson had treasured his love for Gwynn more than anything else.

He hadn’t dared to think of her in any way that would sully her memory. However, she was lying beneath Noah, scantily dressed right now, ready for the latter to use her body in any way he desired.

It was such a humiliating notion. He just didn’t get it. How was he in any way worse than Noah?

He began to pant heavily, the way a trapped animal would in the middle of the night!

Charlie ran over and saw the shattered pieces on the floor. He said, heartbroken, “Why would you put yourself through this, Mr. Anderson? Get angry at anyone you want, but don’t do this to yourself! Look at your phone. I don’t think it can be fixed.”

Anderson’s face was particularly pale against the dark of the night.

He asked his assistant, “Phones can be fixed, but what about love? Can we fix that? What’s the point of having it if it can’t be fixed?”

“Everything will be alright, Mr. Anderson!” Charlie picked out the SIM card carefully fr