Because when the person you depend on for survival in this world is gone, the world loses its aning of existence.
"Mabel, stay with , guard , and let’s see if my hidden illness will eventually get better." He spoke to her like this.
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"Between us, who betrayed whom?" The sound of sobbing, and the tears falling on that beautiful face, made him feel such heartache.
Clover... Clover...
He reached out his hand, wanting to grasp that person, as if she were the only existence in the entire universe.
"Edward, if you think what we have is a mistake, then let it be a mistake. Let’s pretend we never t."
It’s not like that, Clover, it’s not! He was wrong, he truly was wrong!
Though she was just within reach, he seed forever unable to hold her hand.
"Asher, one day you’ll regret this, one day you’ll regret saying these words, you know? Your suspicion will only push Clover further and further away!"
In a blink, Clover’s figure turned into his cousin’s figure.
"Asher, what happened between you and Clover back then... Why, why did you give Mabel a badge identical to Clover’s, what did you..."
"Edward..." The person in front of him changed again, morphing into the aged face of his mother. Lying on her deathbed, she said to him, "I’ve done two things in my life that wronged you, please forgive your mom. I only hoped that the Quinn Family could remain stable, not wanting this family to fall apart, not wanting endless struggles. Clover, don’t search for her anymore... she’s gone, really gone... let her go..."
Edward Quinn suddenly opened his eyes. A ray of sunlight fell on his face through the window. He then realized that he had fallen asleep on the sofa unknowingly, and at this mont, a thin layer of cold sweat was on his forehead and palms.
What happened to him? He dreamt of Clover again, of his cousin, and even of his mother.
How many years has it been since he last dreamt of Clover? Even though many tis, he wished to et Clover in dreams, even if just for false sweetness, but even that wish couldn’t be realized.
And now... he dreamt of all this.
As Edward Quinn was pondering, the office door was lightly knocked, and his secretary ca in.
"President, Miss Mabel Quinn wishes to see you," the secretary said.
Edward Quinn was slightly surprised and then said, "Let her in."
Mabel Quinn walked into the office, noticing that Edward Quinn didn’t look well, "Uncle, you don’t look well, are you feeling unwell?"
"It’s nothing, maybe just a bit tired." Edward Quinn replied, "It’s rare for you to co here to find ."
"I have sothing to discuss with you, Uncle," Mabel Quinn said. This ti, she wanted to take the initiative, no longer wishing to be passive. With so people, constant retreat will only make the other party more presumptuous, more manipulative; given that, she might as well confront directly.
"Go ahead," Edward Quinn said.
"I want to collaborate with Quinn Film Industry to shoot a microfilm," Mabel Quinn said. "My colleagues and I will handle the script, and Quinn Film Industry will finance the shooting. It is a low-budget film."
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