Chapter 392

In the smoking area, Li Han Chen's hand holding the cigarette stiffened for a moment. After a long silence, Li Han Chen ended the call. Although he had investigated what Madeleine had been through, the findings were only reports at the time. Nobody could truly step into her shoes to understand Madeleine's feelings back then. Li Han Chen deeply inhaled the cigarette smoke, crushing the cigarette butt in his hand. Loosening his tie, he felt somewhat suffocated. Punching the wall, Li Han Chen's fingers trembled. The back of his hand was bleeding, and blood dripped from his fingertips. He loathed himself... for how late he learned about it, for not protecting her properly, and instead causing her harm. The comments from the past turned into knives stabbing at himself now. ... At Li Han Chen's place. Luo Xing Chen was running barefoot around the room. Although the apartment here wasn't large, it was in the central district of Pinebrook, which wasn't cheap. For a male model... living in such