Chapter 30 I Want to Eat the Food You Cooked
"If you don't want to sell the car, don't force yourself. Now the car is in such a mess. Even if you want to sell it to me, I won't buy it. You can go!"
He thought that he could make money today, instead, he got blood.
He thought that Cicley was simply a madwoman. He shouldn't waste time on her.
After he left, she closed her eyes and leaned her head against the steering wheel. The wound on her forehead still hurt, but she didn't care at all. When she thought of how stupid she was, she finally realized why Field hated her so much.
She was really cheap!
She knew Field didn't love her, yet she hurt herself for a car that he didn't even like. Her hand was so painful.
Why did she do that?
She was so cheap!
Her injured hand had no strength. She thought she would lose it.
But it was just a hand.
She thought, "Look, for Field, you lost your right hand. How are you g

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