Hidden Alliances of Hearts Chapter 60

"No, no, no, I always feel that he is..." Before Anson could finish his words, he was interrupted by Richard.

"Sir, are you acting suspiciously now?"

"Suspicious? That's what women do, why should I do it?" Anson's expression became unhappy, "I'm sleepy and going to sleep."

Ansen put down his coffee, walked into Aiden's bedroom grandly, and lay down on his bed. Turning on the desk lamp on the side, soft light filled the whole room. Aiden's bedside drawer was unlocked, and Anson could easily open it and take out the items inside. It was a photo sandwiched in a book, and the woman in the photo had a flamboyant smile. She is not a flower in a greenhouse and does not need overly careful care. But her photo was placed at the bottom of the drawer, and Anson knew that this woman no longer existed, at least in this material world.

There were still a few strands of Aiden's hair on the pillow. Anson's fingers fiddled with them at will, and he pulled up the quilt to wrap himself up.