Chapter 43 Where Did You Get Hurt

The street lights were dim and the rain was pouring.

The man lowered his head and looked at Myra from beginning to end. Others wanted to see his appearance, but they couldn't see him clearly.

But the man's figure wrapped in a tailored suit was undoubtedly very tall and elegant, so perfect to be a product of the world.

Archer was in a daze, and his heart suddenly contracted. At the same time, he felt a burst of jealousy.

Who was this man?

He had been with Myra for so many years, but he had never seen such a person.

Could it be... that he was just passing by?

H

tood up for a moment and sneered at Archer who stood up again.

Then he heard the sound of the Maybach driving away behind him. He took a step forward and went straight to take the luggage of Myra.

Sitting in the car and watching what was happening outside, Myra didn't show any expression on her face.

Did she feel pacifying? Maybe a little, but Archer was not qualified.

Then she looked at the 'home' she had lived in for many years, and her heart was filled with boundless desolation and ridicule.

"Where did you get hurt?" Kian's voice came from the driver's seat.