When the SAT was over, Colin looked at me with a burning gaze and said, “Gloria, shall we run away?”

I shrugged and smiled, “Run away? Where to?”

My whole life had been a mess.

My father had planned my life for me. After graduating from high school, I would work in a factory and then get married to make money for him.

He wouldn’t help me pay a penny of tuition.

The tuition for my high school was all raised by people in my village.

Colin had also helped my family repay the debt, and I had to repay.

My father was a time bomb, which might affect me at any time.

I gave up on myself long ago. Choosing to study was just to make Colin a little happier.

His family’s plan for him was to study abroad.

His future should not have me.

But Colin convinced me. I was young and impulsive, so I chose him regardless.

In the end, he applied to a domestic university.

He didn’t follow the family’s arrangement and lost his source of income.

At that time, we lived a very poor but also very happy life in a rented house.

After part-time work every day, we would play around in the rented small room.

We have quarreled and fought, but we only have each other in our eyes.

If time could freeze at that moment, it would be great.

But I knew it was impossible. Since he helped my family repay the debt, we were destined to be unequal.

After that day, we parted ways and I moved out of the villa.

In recent years, I had suffered from severe depression and often had emotional breakdowns at midnight.

I was taking anti-cancer drugs, so I couldn’t take anti-depressants at the same time.

I could only go to the hospital for psychological counseling.

I took the medicine.

The psychologist talked about my condition while escorting me to the elevator.

The elevator door opened, revealing Colin and Esme.

Esme was held in his arms, in an intimate posture.

Both of them were shocked to see me.

Esme pounded on Colin’s chest and said, “Mr. Nelson, let me go. I just sprained my ankle.”

But Colin remained unmoved.

Esme looked apologetically at me and said, “I told him it was a minor issue, but Mr. Nelson insisted on bringing me to see a doctor. Madam, please don’t mind.”

It reminded me of the night when I lost my child and Colin held Esme without looking back.

Before I could speak, Colin spoke first, “No wonder you’re making a fuss about divorcing me. It turns out you’ve found someone else.”

I didn’t want to involve innocent Liam Martin.

I instinctively avoided Nelson’s gaze.

“How dare you protect him in front of me?”

“Not everyone is as filthy as you.”

Ignoring his unhappy face, I turned around and left.

In the same elevator with them, I would feel the air disgusting.

Before I could take a few steps, Colin grabbed my arm.

“Are you feeling guilty?”

He saw the medicine I dropped on the ground.

He picked it up and took a look.

“Antidepressant drugs?”