Chloe's expression shifted slightly and then she chuckled softly, "Did you post the photos?"
Lance nodded, "I didn't know how to make it up to you, so I could only give you these... Chloe, everything that happened is my fault. I'm really sorry..."
As thin rain started to fall from the sky, Chloe stared at Lance for a long time, her eyes gradually filled with a quiet and desolate gleam.
The wind mixed with the drizzle seemed to pick up a bit, blowing diagonally and causing her shirt and hair to flutter, making her body appear even more slender and fragile.
She just stood there, holding her phone, her fresh face full of stubbornness and indifference.
Lance quietly looked at Chloe—her delicate skin, exquisite features, beautiful face, tall and slender figure, and a natural temperament. She was wonderful.
Chloe's gaze made Lance feel a bit stiff, and the check in his hand slowly crumpled.
"Lance..."
Chloe's hoarse and cold voice slowly rose, gently dispersed by the wind.
"Can you please stop reminding me over and over again how stupid I was in the past?"
Lance's expression stiffened.
Chloe raised her hand and flipped through the photos one by one.
"This photo, I accompanied you to a social event and was forced to drink three whole bottles of red wine..."
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