Chapter 890 Die For Him

Newell was silent too. "Nathaniel didn't say anything. Time passed slowly, and both of them felt repressed and uncomfortable." Nathaniel did not hang up either. He was waiting for Newell's final decision. "About ten minutes later, Newell spoke again." "Mr. Ye, will you let me do it on my own?" Okay. "Nathaniel hung up his phone. He was still smoking, but there was a trace of heartache and coldness in his eyes." "On the other hand, Newell's eyes were also filled with heartache as well." He took the piece of paper being picked up in the hospital with his hand and read it over and over again. His heart ached so much that he could not breathe. How could it be her? "He believed that Nathaniel didn't drop it accidentally, but he gave it to Newell to save his pride." "Newell pulled over his car by the roadside. He took two puffs of cigarette and then gave a call to his wife, Sisi." Where are you? "When