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Sometimes, fighting is better than pretending to be strangers who don't know each other.

The man's laughter sounded like death bells to him. His smile that looks wide when interacting with office people even cause endless pain.

Then when he crossed paths with the pink one, flames started to ignite his chest. Jealousy never gave her the option not to stare hard at Miranda. He was always thinking about how the woman was related to Adam all this time. But after the woman's words the other day, she finally understood. The sad thing is not him, but Miranda and her ex-lover.

Relationships without ties, not friends or lovers, are both cowards who dare not bear pain.

In Miranda's position, she can understand that the trauma of her domestic failure makes her hesitant to bond back. As for Adam, the man was too blinded by the ego that had ingrained him.

They are a suitable combination.

"Look Adam wasn't with you this morning." Miranda whispered as they passed each other at a curve. There was no mocking or hateful tone there. Just flat. "Did you end up like everyone else?"

Psyche didn't have to turn her face around to see how she looked. The face can always be deceiving to a person who has ever been hurt like him.

"Nothing to do with you, Senior."

"You underestimated me too much, Heartfillia." Miranda glanced as she tucked her hair behind her ears.

She is so beautiful and mature. Psyche cannot deny that truth.

"How could it not be my business..." His tone is getting bigger. His breath hit Psyche's ear ready to receive another surprise. "Your ex-boyfriend was drunk all night in my apartment."

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"Yesterday you didn't come home."

Sophia learned that things were different with her son lately. The smell of alcohol that had smelled from his suit and shirt certainly could not be missed.

Adam is not a drinker. His son is a person who upholds a healthy lifestyle. Except when something was troubling her thinking.

Actually, alcohol is not the right medium to shed all the problems that cannot be solved. For logical people like Adam still do not understand that alcohol will only cause other problems.

"I'm staying at Jacob's house. Where's Ariel?" Lately Ariel also looks strange. The sixteen-year-old girl went out of the house more often after the death of the Father.

"Go with your friend."

Adam looked on alert. "Friends? A girl?"

"Come."

Adam grunting. "How could you let her go with a man?"

A jerk doesn't seem to want his sister hurt. But he always hurt the women who were with him.

"You're overreacting, Adam. They're just friends."

His broad steps came to a halt between the stairs. "There's never a word of friend between a man and a woman, ma'am." His eyes are illegible. It was as if he was witnessing a glimpse of the past he had been through with the women.

Sophia's eyebrows raised. "Mom believes in Ariel, like I believe in you."

To believe?

His mother knew him as a good and disciplined man. Never played women and was virtuous. It is the perfect image that Mother always prides herself on her peers. Even if people say bad things about him, his mother would never believe him.

"Adam..." His mother called in doubt. "You got a problem?"

The man nodded weakly. "Not a big thing, just an office problem." He said as he climbed the stairs back.

"You can tell me, whenever you want, son."

For a man, complaining is a challenge. Men are a symbol of strength that will bear any amount of burden by staying upright.

Adam loved his family more than anything, but he never trusted anyone else. He enjoys his life in his own way. He becomes haughty and arrogant, only to protect himself from the cruelty of the world.

Therefore, for him to love only a waste of time, Father and Mother alone can be happy with the one-sided love of the Mother. They lived in peace because Sophia was obedient and loyal to the Husband.

Adam was always loved by anyone, he was respected, feared, so it was less likely that people would humble him.

But all of that was not able to calm his heart now. He tried to think that maybe what he felt was just a feeling of unwillingness because the woman had underestimated herself by agreeing to a separation.

Usually the women would cry under his feet every time he threatened to break them. Then they will be submissive and love her until they feel crazy.

And who is Psyche?

He did not even stand out too much but dared to underestimate himself.

But now it can make him always unable to sleep all night.