Chapter 305 Donât Follow Me Without looking at Jackson, James leaned against the wall and
walked outâ¦
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It was already dark, and he walked out of the neighborhood
unsteadily.
Waiting outside the community, Andrew hurried forward to support him when he saw James walking out with unsteady steps.
âMr. Evans, are you all right?â
James pushed his hand away and continued to walk forward in a daze.
Afraid that something would happen to James, Andrew wanted to follow him, but he scolded him indifferently, âDonât follow me.â
He stumbled toward the cemetery as if punishing himself and walked straight to her grave.
He didnât dare to look at her funeral photo during the day. After seeing this photo, his heart was suddenly torn apart, and his whole body trembled in pain.
He knelt on one knee in front of the grave and raised his hand to gently touch her photo.
Chapter 305 Donât Follow Me There was a quiet and elegant smile on her face. She looked
charming.
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The more he looked at her, the more he missed her. That kind of
longing was deep in his bones.
However, she had already turned into a pile of ashes. James could no longer touch herâ¦
âIâm sorry.â
He was afraid they would discover her existence and that she would end up like Cici, so he had no choice but to hit her.
But in the final analysis, he was too useless, so he hurt her in the name of âprotection.â
But God, he was clearly living in a h ell where he would never see the light of day. Why did God still give him a glimmer of light? He couldnât help reaching out his hand, trying to climb out of h ell and stand under the sun. But before he could climb out, the god retracted the lightâ¦
Was it because he wanted something that didnât belong to him that he ended up like this?
James sneered, and his eyes were filled with despairâ¦
Chapter 305 Donât Follow Me They were right. People like him had no right to fall in love.
Since he was disobedient, he deserved to suffer all the pain of
losing everything.
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As if he had figured it out, he took out the small golden knife he
had carried with him and looked at the photo of Amelia.
âI hit you with my right hand. I deserve to be punished.â
He held the knifeâs hilt and cut his right palm hard when he finished speaking. Then, he cut the artery on his wrist accuratelyâ¦
âAmelia, I killed you, so I should compensate you with my lifeâ¦â