Chapter 228 Stay Here Tonight…1

Troy lowers his eyelids. He won't answer anyone about the love he hides in his heart.

"You talk too much tonight."

He enters the bedroom indifferently. After a while, he changes his clothes and walks out, picking up the
car key, "Let's go."

Seeing this, Molly is completely sure that that woman is Troy's favorite. After realizing this, her mood
suddenly becomes very bad.

When they sit in the car again and drive towards the destination, she asks leisurely, "Tory, you don't
treat me as a relative, right?"

"Who said it?"

"I said it. If you treat me as your own person, you shouldn't hide it from me."

Troy squeezes the steering harder, "It's all a thing of the past, I don't want to mention it again."

"Since it's all past, why do you live here?"

"Robert found the house."

"Yes, he found it. But if you don't want to have another intersection with her, you will move away when
you find that she also lives here, right?"

Troy doesn't answer, and she says, "A lover that you don't want to talk about should be the one you do
not want to see."

Molly's words are precise and pokes Troy's sore spot. This is a question he has been deliberately
avoiding. He has made up his mind to forget the woman, but when he knows that she lives here and he



has no intention of leaving. After the woman is about to move out, he nudges her to stay with words.

He doesn't even know what he wants to do. She has been doing well. Why does he still have a faint
expectation?

"In fact, you can't forget her, right?"

"Enough."

Troy suddenly becomes sullen and growls, "Don't try to understand other people's privacy, this is not
something you should be curious about."

Molly rarely sees him getting angry. Even though she is a little unwilling, she shuts up.

When they arrive at the dinner place, the box is full of people, all the elite talents brought over from
Zurich for this cooperation. Everyone is waiting for the protagonist to start. The banquet officially begins
as soon as Troy and Molly take their seats.

Robert is sitting on the left side of Troy, and Molly is sitting on his right side, so if Robert and Troy have
any verbal communication, Molly can hear them clearly.

Halfway through the banquet, Robert is already drunk. He says vaguely to the man sitting next to him,
"Mr. Troy, I will tell you a secret..."

Troy glances at him and says nothing, waiting for him to take the initiative to tell his secret.

"I saw Miss Karin..."

Molly's heart chuckles and listens carefully.

"She doesn't live with William, I have asked about..."



Troy's eyelashes trembles. He doesn't want to know. If he wants to know it, with his ability, there is
nothing he can't know. Over the years, he has resisted not inquiring any news from her, because he is
afraid that he cannot accept the result. At the beginning, Robert said that William's name is written in
the father's column in the hospital record when the child was born. His heart was torn in half. After five
years, he doesn't even have the courage to even think about that woman. His broken heart can no
longer withstand any devastation...

"So... do you want to figure out whether that kid... is William's?"

Molly moves her eyes to the left in shock. Could it be that the child pulled by the woman in front of
Hutong has something to do with Troy?

She pretends to be calm, but she is stunned. She he starts to regret it. Is it a mistake to come to
Edinburgh this time?

Troy doesn't say a word from the beginning to the end. It's no surprise if it's normal. After all, he has
always been so taciturn, but tonight, he doesn't speak, but drinks alcohol. It's been five years since he
was drunk that night. After that, he has never drunk.

Now that he is inclined to seek solace in drink again. It seems that he doesn't care on the surface, but
his heart is shaken.

The meal doesn't end until ten o'clock in the evening. Almost all the men in the dinner are drunk. Only
Troy is slightly awake, but his eyes are more hollow and blank than any drunk person.

He drives back to Star River Community and stands at the elevator entrance. He stands there for a
long time and doesn't walk in. He doesn't know what he is expecting. Although they have met once in
the afternoon, it doesn't mean that every time he will definitely meet her at every time he misses her.

Tonight, he won't meet her again.



He enters the elevator, but his finger stops on the sixth floor. He knows exactly which floor the woman
lives on. He laughs at himself a little. He says he doesn't care, but is still paying attention to her.

The elevator door opens, and he steps out. He doesn't know which room she is staying in. Even if he
knows, he won't ring the doorbell. Even if he is drunk, he won't allow himself to do things he shouldn't
do. What's more, he is not drunk yet.

Leaning back against the wall, he closes his eyes and slumbers. As long as he stands here for a while,
he will feel calm as long as he stands for a while.

He doesn't know how long he has stood, and the sound of opening the door comes into his ear. He
opens his eyes slightly and collides with a pair of eyes, which are full of consternation and panic. Karin
never expects that Troy will be standing here. She wants to turn around and return to the room.
However, thinking of his provocative attitude that night, she abruptly dispels the idea.

"Why are you here?"

This is the first time she takes the initiative to speak since they met. Just because she wants to prove
her clear conscience.

"Can I go in for a while?"

The corners of Troy's lips curl up ironically, "I have something to talk to William."

"He doesn't live here."

Karin takes the initiative to confess, knowing that this kind of thing cannot be concealed. Living in the
same apartment, they will meet time from time. Even if she does not admit it now, sooner or later Troy
will find out it. Instead of letting him question her purpose of deceiving him, it is better to be honest now.
Frankly, at least, he won't have the opportunity to question her in the future.



"Why? How could the child's father not live here?"

"I haven't agreed to his marriage proposal yet. Of course, I will live with him after getting married."

Troy smiles, he says with his eyes are glassy, "You really haven't changed at all. You can't have
children if you are not married, and you can't live even with a man if you are not married even if you
have a child..."

"Except for the same concept, everything about me has changed."

Karin doesn't want him to see her upset, and tries to keep her tone calm.

"In fact, what you want to say is that your heart has changed, right?"

After a short silence, she nods, "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, her wrist is grasped by the man in front of her. He turns and presses her
against the wall, staring at her up close and says, "The best way to prove whether a person's heart has
changed is..."

He doesn't say any more, but leans forward and kisses her lips. The sky turns dizzy. Karin's pupils
widen, and the world seems to disappear little by little before her eyes. The scenes that occasionally
appears in dreams happens at this moment...

He kisses this woman again after five years. He really knows that there is a kind of love that will not
change with time, and that there is a kind of love that will be deeper with his struggle.

Originally, he wants to prove whether her heart has changed, but while proving her, he also proves
herself.

He still loves her so much, still so obsessed with her, and still hopes that this woman can belong to him.



"Karin..."

With a soft murmur, Karin comes back into mind quickly. She struggles hard, trying to break free of his
restraint, but she can't resist his strength. The harder she struggles, the tighter he holds her, just like
their feelings that they have held back during the five years.

In a hurry, she bites him fiercely. She bites him so hard that the corner of Troy's mouth quickly oozes
bright red blood. He finally releases his hand and watches her turn and run away in anger. With a
sound of closing the door, there is only his gasping sound in the air.

Karin rushes into the bathroom, covering her lips with trembling hands. Tears slips into her fingers, and
the salty and cold liquid remains in her mouth. It is his breath. She doesn't expect him to use this way
to verify her heart. His overbearing behavior makes her more alarmed than anger. After she leaves, the
man must think, "Karin, it turns out that you have been nostalgic for the past!"

Life does not believe in tears. Even if tears are shed into pearls, the gloomy life will not flash because
of it.

On Thursday afternoon, she receives a call from her kindergarten teacher saying that Esme has a fight
with her classmates at school. At the time, she thinks she has misheard. Her daughter has been in
kindergarten for two years, and such a thing has never happened before.


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