A second before Phillip was about to pull her into his arms, Ann suddenly hugged herself tightly, bent down, and retched.
Phillip froze and a rare look of panic appeared in his eyes.
This kind of emotion had not appeared for a long time since he lay in a pool of blood and could not move.
"Don't get close. Don't touch me."
Ann was still bending over, her voice hoarse and tired.
She didn't even dare to look up at his current expression because she was afraid that she would hug him.
She felt that she was too disgusting as she knew that their love was impossible.
But she still wanted to touch him, kiss him, and breathe his breath.
Within her sight, it was his flat suit pants and clean leather shoes.
"Ann, he's so good and you can't ruin him!"
"Phillip, if you do not agree to break up, I will completely disappear from your eyes."
Ann almost cried out these words. Her heart was torn with pain.