"Not anymore."
He already knew her answer.
The question of whether she still loved him no longer mattered.
He only hated that in the year he loved her most, he was too poor to even rent a basement.
He was abandoned like a dog by the woman he loved most, a trip to Hell and back, and he could never accept it.
Because of that deep-seated resentment, he couldn't stop himself from running to her city to see how she was faring after abandoning him.
And in the end, she had just twisted the knife in his heart all over again.
Damian Fairchild walked away without looking back.
At the entrance of the hospital building, he ran into Audrey Winslow, who had come specifically to visit Seraphina Quinn.
Audrey Winslow was carrying a thermal lunch box in one hand and a fruit basket in the other.
Damian Fairchild frowned. "What are you doing here?"
