Chapter 40

　　  　　In a photo, she is lying on the bed, her cheeks are red and her collar is torn. Her eyes are like silk. The photos are like a knife buried in her heart. 　　  　　It reminded her again and again that if this does not go away, her happiness will be destroyed at any moment. 　　  　　In a blink of an eye, it was Saturday. 　　  　　Mae finds an excuse to go out, and Christian gently reminds her to come back as soon as possible. 　　  　　Mae stands on the porch and changes her shoes. If only she could turn back time, she could have stopped herself from loving Mark too much. Maybe her heart wouldn't be in pain. 　　  　　"I liked you so much before I knew the real you." 　　  　　Mae took a taxi to the hotel. 　　  　　Mark had just finished taking a bath. His torso was wrapped in a bath towel, showing his muscular body, and holding a cigarette in his hand. 　　  　　"There you are?"