Chapter 125: As if We Were Young

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How to walk into a person's heart?

There was an idiom that went, "Hit where it hurts."

I studied it for thirteen years and finally found out Ellis's weakness. He had lifelong regret and guilt for his mother.

How could I make Ellis relate to me?

I made up the same experience.

So we met on a rainy night. I was in a white chiffon dress, covered in blood, lying in front of his car, with a sharp knife in my hand.

My white dress was torn, and my fair thighs were exposed.

I was very beautiful. I had plastic surgery according to Ellis's taste. I was pitiful, pure, and innocent. No man could take his eyes off me.

I leaned on the window and looked into Ellis's eyes. My eyes were full of tears, and I looked miserable. I had practiced this expression thousands of times. I looked at Ellis with tears rolling down.