Chapter 1290 Don't Your Consciences Hurt?
- "How can it be impossible? Maybe he's just tired of being with me for so long!"
- Isabel Zimmerman, thinking of the man's indifferent attitude when he spoke to her, couldn't help but kick a stone by the roadside in frustration.
- "Eva, I swear on my honor, if my Maxy is really the kind of person you described? I'll be struck by lightning and won't die a good death!"