Better to Be a Stranger

After a pause, Ann felt he pinched his fingers harder and harder, feeling a little helpless.

"I am very grateful to you for saving me this time. If you need any compensation, you can contact the person who takes care of you directly."

Ann turned to leave when she finished speaking.

"Ann, I don't want anything. I just want to know if we can be the same as before."

Karl's voice was sincere and even choked with sobs as if he really wanted to reconcile with Ann.

Ann frowned and did not even turn to look at him.

"Karl, thank you for saving me, but we'd better be strangers."

Ann left the ward with Phillip when she finished.

Karl was left alone by the bed, with his hands clenched into fists under the quilt. Except for regret, his eyes were filled with malicious and unwilling emotions.

Thinking about how Ann treated Phillip, he could not hold himself.

He had accompanied Ann for five years, and he only did the wrong thing, so why was he given up by Ann?

Phillip ... Phillip!