Seeing her in such pain, William Walton wanted to raise his hand and touch her.
However, she took a cautious step back.
He looked at her with worry in his heart.
The wall she had built in her heart, which was about to be captured by him, was once again automatically set up by her.
"Don't touch me William Walton, if that's the only thing you care about, then I beg you, don't care about me anymore in the future. What I want is not for others to decide everything for me on their own in the name of loving me. What I want is respect, respect as if I were a person. "
"Laura, I know it's too late to apologize now. I swear, I won't act on my own in the future, so …"
She shook her head, "Don't say anymore. I won't place my future in the hands of someone who doesn't respect me."
William Walton frowned, "What do you mean by that? Laura, what are you planning to do? Don't expect me to be separated from you. It's absolutely impossible."
"I haven't made any plans yet, because my heart is really in pain right now. I also want to try to understand your actions, but …"
She lowered her eyes, "I completely don't understand. I just don't want to see you right now, and I don't want to hear anything you say to persuade me. I hope that you can leave this place and leave my sight. That's all."
She turned.
In that instant, tears welled from the corners of her eyes.
She hurried into the building and up the stairs.
William Walton took out another cigarette and lit it up. This time, he did not let the cigarette burn itself out.
He was very upset.
Carol Wright had actually caused him such a trouble so casually.
What was he going to do to calm this down?
After he finished his cigarette, he got into the car and drove away.
However, he did not go far.
Instead, he parked his car somewhere else.
That was all he could do now.
Instead of going home, she went to the top floor.
She wanted to blow the cool breeze to clear her head.
It was already an hour before she returned home.
The cell phone's signal light, which was placed in the living room to recharge the battery, kept flickering.
She walked over to take a look. There were over 30 missed calls, all from John Anderson.
For John Anderson to call her so urgently, it was definitely because his background was exposed.
It would ruin his image as a good man.
She ignored him and returned to her room.
She went to the window and looked down.
William Walton's car was already gone.
She could not say what she felt in her heart.
That night, she lay in bed, tossing and turning.
Knowing that there was a glimmer of light outside the window, she slowly fell asleep.
In the morning, she and Judy were woken up by the sound of her phone ringing.
