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Delwyn raised his gaze, "I feel you are so relaxed, that you can watch my every move. What if-"

Delwyn hadn't finished speaking yet, but Simon had cut him off first, "In fact.... Look at you right now, you look so frustrated when you hear the news that she's in the hospital. If it is not love, then what? Delwyn, be honest with me!"

Delwyn was so pissed off! He had a feeling Simon was mentioning him at this point. He picked up the glass ashtray that was on the table and prepared to throw the ashtray at Simon.

"Eh, are you so frustrated that you want to kill me?" The man quickly took the ashtray. "He... he... he… Why are you so sensitive?"

"Once again, how dare your mouth say that I fell in love with that woman, not only did this ashtray fly to your head, but also this table fly to your body!" Delwyn threatened.

"He... he... he... Alright, I won't joke anymore. But, what exactly are you planning?"