Stanley can’t believe what she has said. He looks at her as if she’s a stranger to him.
“We’re together because of the cooperation of our families. Now that your parents have passed away,
and your brother, boss of Charlie Group, tell you to leave me, you should divorce me. You don’t have to
put up with my affairs with other women anymore.”
“But I love you for you.”
Milan screams out loud and angrily runs out of the house.
She drives to the Charlie Group and kneels down in tears in front of her brother. Troy gets shocked and
quickly holds her up. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Please don’t force us to get divorced. Please!”
Troy angrily punches in the ground. “Why not? Is he the last man in the world? You’re my sister, and I
don’t want you to act humble like this, which will fail our parents.”
“But I love him. I marry him for him rather than the fucking business cooperation. You can’t understand
my love for him as I can’t understand your love for Karin. Go ahead! Marry your girl! I won’t stop you.
Could you please let go of Stanley? Just leave us alone, okay?”
Then she cries even harder. Troy says huskily after staring at her crying face, “Fine. I promise you to
leave you alone.”
He holds her up and says calmly, “All I want is to see you live a happy life. However, you have your
definition of ‘happiness’”.
Troy turns around and walks to the French windows, waving his hands at her. “Go to tell your husband
that he’d better behave himself.”
After his sister leaves, he raises his head up and closes his eyes, sighing. Love is such a torture…
The Ziteng Garden becomes lively again as the flowers begin to bloom in the spring.
Karin sits in the garden and goes through the gossip news on the Internet to kill the time.
Suddenly, it occurs to her that she hasn’t logged into her e-mail account for so long. She used to
contact her college classmates via the e-mails. Then she quickly logs into her e-mail account.
She is surprised to find tens of unread e-mails, most of which are e-mails informing her to attend the
job interviews.
Then she deletes those e-mails. The e-mails from her classmates and friends are saved, as well as a
e-mail from a strange e-mail account. After clicking into it, she’s shocked by what she sees.
“Karin, I’m writing to tell you I’ve already left Zurich. Sorry I say goodbye in this way. I wanted to ask
you out for a dinner and tell you this news, but I’m afraid you’ll turn me down since you hate me so
much. I understand why you hate me, so I leave you, leave Zurich. You asked me if I was a bit sane, I
told you the truth. But when you asked me if I did anything wrong to you, I stayed silent. Please forgive
me for what I have done to you, because it was the last memory about you I can hold. It only belongs to
me…
At last, I have to say I’m really sorry, though it may not reduce my guilt.
Yours,
William”
The e-mail makes Karin’s blood boil. He wants to hold onto the last memory? What kind of memory?
She feels her world is crashed down. The brief e-mail gets her pass out…
When she wakes up, she finds Troy sits beside her without any expression on his face.
“Why are you here?”
She tries to push up herself. Troy helps her to get up and answers calmly, “Yuma calls me.”
His voice is calm, though, she can tell he’s hurt and sad.
It suddenly dawns on her that Troy might have seen the e-mail from William. She tries to calm herself
and whispers, “I’m fine. It’s just that I have anemia. If I sit for too long, I’ll get dizzy when I suddenly
stands up.”
Troy nods, “Have a rest.”
He rises to his feet. “I’ve got an important meeting. If you want to find me, call me.”
“Okay.”
The view of his back squeezes her heart as she’s afraid he’s seen the e-mail and gets hurt. Now he
suppresses all his emotions, and she can never know what’s on his mind.
Yuma give her a bowl of porridge and says, “Look at your pale face. Hurry up and drink it!”
“Where’s my laptop?”
Karin hastily grabs Yuma by the arm and asks anxiously.
“In the garden. I’ll go to find it.”
“You didn’t put it away when you found me pass out?”
Yuma is dumbfounded. “I was scared to death when I found you pass out, so I call Troy first and forgets
your laptop.”
“Please find the laptop for me.”
“Okay.”
Then Yuma returns with her laptop, saying with a smile, “Here you are.”
Karin let out a sigh of relief and takes over the laptop with her trembling hands as she suddenly thinks
of something important. “Is it on when you find it?’
“No, it’s folded like this.”
“Folded?” Her heart stutters. “Are you sure?”
“Of course. It’s folded, and I directly take it to you.”
Karin closes her eyes bitterly as she knows that he has read the e-mail. He’s really hurt and heart-
broken. She almost breaks down after reading the e-mail, not to mention Troy…
“Yuma, leave me alone, please. I want to have a rest.”
She’s extremely anguished and hides her face under the covers, crying out.
After deliberation, she finally decides to talk about it with Troy this evening. Why does he act as usual
after seeing the photos and reading the e-mail? What’s wrong with him?
Sitting alone in the dark, Karin quietly waits for Troy. The familiar footsteps squeeze her heart again.
Once he told her that her footsteps clacks on his mind, but what he doesn’t know is that his footsteps
also clack on her mind…
Yuma is dumbfounded. “I was scared to death when | found you pass out, so | call Troy first and forgets
your laptop.”
“Please find the laptop for me.”
“Okay.”
Then Yuma returns with her laptop, saying with a smile, “Here you are.”
Karin let out a sigh of relief and takes over the laptop with her trembling hands as she suddenly thinks
of something important. “Is it on when you find it?’
“No, it’s folded like this.”
“Folded?” Her heart stutters. “Are you sure?”
“Of course. It’s folded, and | directly take it to you.”
Karin closes her eyes bitterly as she knows that he has read the e-mail. He’s really hurt and heart-
broken. She almost breaks down after reading the e-mail, not to mention Troy...
“Yuma, leave me alone, please. | want to have a rest.”
She’s extremely anguished and hides her face under the covers, crying out.
After deliberation, she finally decides to talk about it with Troy this evening. Why does he act as usual
after seeing the photos and reading the e-mail? What’s wrong with him?
Sitting alone in the dark, Karin quietly waits for Troy. The familiar footsteps squeeze her heart again.
Once he told her that her footsteps clacks on his mind, but what he doesn’t Know is that his footsteps
also clack on her mind...
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