"Thank you..."

Christina took what he handed over and did not look at him again.

She turned around and walked away side by side with the man beside her.

Cory stood rooted to the spot, looking at the two figures who were leaving away. He looked gloomy, pursing his lips tightly, and was about to say something.

But his words wouldn't work.

He felt bitter.

"Patrick, how much do you know her better than I do..." He muttered in anger.

"What's in the box?"

Patrick and Christina got into the car. He frowned and looked out of the window with a complicated look. Christina did not speak, and they were both quiet.

The car drove smoothly back to his house, but the driver felt the atmosphere in the car was serious.

with excitement, looking at the contents of her little wooden box without paying attention to the bad

"What are these..."

that small wooden box. They did not look like valuables and were old

objects in her box with both hands. She was careful and treasured them very

"Nothing."

and a strange look of guilt flashed across her face. She immediately

continued to move steadily and rapidly. They didn't have much to talk

stared

she would ask about Cory's appearance and what the two men were talking about, but to his surprise,

at the small wooden box on her right from time to time as if she

he didn't know

turned his head, staring at the speeding back outside the

was a strange silence in the car when suddenly a phone

took the vibrating phone out of her bag and

"Your aunt called."

and saw her look hesitant. He reminded her in a deep

"I know, I know."

away from him, her voice tinged with nervousness.

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