Chapter 172

She wasn't the one who cheated—what the hell did she have to feel guilty about? That thought instantly relaxed Anna, and she calmly turned her gaze to Ethan. He still had that usual pricey-label look, though he seemed a bit tanner now, and there was something more mature in how he carried himself. Ethan stared at her for a moment before finally giving a small, bitter smile. "Long time no see… How've you been?" Anna gave a casual nod, her tone light like nothing ever happened. "Eating well, sleeping great—couldn't be better. You?" She'd only asked out of politeness, but Ethan took it way too seriously and shook his head. "Not good. Not good at all." Anna: "..." If you're okay, it's a thunderstrike on a sunny day. If you're not… works for me. That idea made Anna grin. She patted him on the shoulder like she was trying to comfort him, all while pulling her hand back. "My condolences." But Ethan clutched her wrist tightly. "Anna, deep down… you still love me, don't you?" In your dreams. An