After receiving his punishment orders, Kennedy went straight home. He entered his house and let out a long sigh. He lay down on the sofa in the living room and stared at the ceiling for almost an hour. Then he went upstairs to his bedroom and took out a suitcase, opened it on the floor. He opened his wardrobe and took a few clothes, folded them to be put inside the suitcase.
"There's no use for me to regret. I can deal with this. I can do this. I am strong enough. I am a tough man," he mumbled alone trying to console himself.
His limbs suddenly got weak and he slowly bent down his knees and unconsciously kneeled on the floor. He put his palms on the floor, trying to hold his body from collapsing in depression. His tears started to fall onto the floor, and he silently sobbed a little.
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