Deana just involuntarily substituted himself into Bruce's wife in his mind, and instantly felt that his eyes were filled with tears. She wanted to bear the tears back, but she didn't think that it was because she couldn't control it that big tears gushed from her eyes and slid over the face that had almost no wrinkles and did not show any signs of age.
The old butler on the side looked at it and sighed silently.
"Hey... in the entire capital, who doesn't know that the second lady of the Thorne Family has loved Bruce for many years..."
"Just, who knows that Bruce has been dead for nearly 20 years, and the second lady has treated him His feelings are still so deep..." As the so-called sentimental hatred from ancient times, this hatred will never end.
In ancient Chinese, the word hate is more regrettable. People who are infatuated often leave only regrets, and this regret will never stop. This is the case for Deana. People who have never experienced deep-rooted love cannot understand one person's obsession with another person.
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