"President Land, are you alright?" Robert Williams just wanted to help Asher Land, but he was suddenly pushed away with force.
He gazed at the car that had already disappeared without a trace, a hint of self-mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, standing up in a daze, walking forward step by step, his back appearing forlorn.
"President Land, where are you going? I'll bring the car around right away."
"Don't worry about me." His tone was indescribably bitter, and Robert couldn't quite grasp it all at once. He didn't dare to rashly follow and had to stay where he was, watching that figure grow more distant.
This time, he was truly in utter despair.
The current Asher Land truly lived like garbage!
His own woman was hurt time and time again, yet he was powerless to protect her. What pained him even more was that when she was in danger, the first person she thought to call wasn't him.
Ha, what a huge irony, she preferred to call Nolan Davis rather than him.
