"I'm not tired. You should go to bed first, don't mind me," Ace hoarsely replied in a weak, unmotivated tone.
"What's the point of staying here and giving yourself a cold? You should go back to your room and warm up."
"I'd like some time alone."
"But you…" Susan let out a long sigh. "That woman made you this way. Please don't tell me you're still hung up on her."
Ace remained silent.
"Oh Ace, don't be like this. I'm your mother, and I know my son best. You may be perfect in every way, but you're still a victim to love. If it weren't for that woman, your life would've been smooth sailing, and you wouldn't have ended up…"
"Mom, I told you. I want some time alone." The man, sounding slightly aggrieved, balled up his fists gently.
"Alright, I… I'll leave you alone. Just… ring the bell if you need anything." Susan didn't say anything else and wiped away her tears, leaving the backyard quietly.