The black Bentley quickly went away. It soon merged into the traffic flow and disappeared.
Hendry's face was dark. He kicked the curb.
But it didn't relieve his anger. And it hurt.
Hendry could only return to the car. He irritably took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. But Hendry did not smoke. He watched as the cigarette burned out in his hand. The ash passed through the window and fell to the ground. It was quickly blown away by the night wind, leaving no trace on the ground.
It was like his marriage and love.
Kaylah left, and she has left no trace.
This thought made Hendry feel annoyed.
The night wind blew on Hendry's face. After a long time, his cloudy mind suddenly became very clear.
Hendry thought, regardless of the relationship between Kaylah, Aryan, and Zion, I will take her back. Because I love her. It doesn't matter whether his enemy is Aryan or Zion!