Outside the door, Mike listened to the cries coming from inside. His fists clenched and then loosened.
He really wanted to push the door open and strode into the room. Then he would hug her and order her to stay by his side.
However, the luggage she had packed, the clothes she had changed, and the photo of her and Richard hugging were like a knife stuck in his heart, making him breathless.
He pounded hard on the wall.
"Damn it! How could she secretly go out with another man, and even lied to me after coming back?" Mike thought angrily.
But he just couldn't throw this hateful little liar out of his heart.
Since she didn't love him, then she didn't deserve his love. Mike forced himself to turn around, not to see her, not to listen to her crying.
But her face, her tears and her voice h
