Chapter 192

His voice was cold and emotionless, but her heart moved a little and easily felt sorry for him. When she was a child, he had stuffed mud and snowballs into her neck several times, which made her often cry. He was such a naughty boy. She had seen Euan crying under a big locust tree behind the yard. He sobbed and called her parents. So when Maine saw Euan crying under a big locust tree for the first time, she knew that Euan's heart was very soft. It was so soft that it needed to be protected by a hard shell like a hedgehog. He didn't dare to show his tenderness because he was too afraid of injury. She and Euan didn't have parents. She had been abandoned since she was born, but Euan was not. He had enjoyed the love of his parents for eleven years, so to a certain extent, Euan was more painful than her. The most desperate thing is not that you never get it, but that you lose it all of a sudden when you get it. On the other side of the phone, she faltered in a hoarse voice, "father and