“I’ll see who the person is for you and get Raymond’s number. Cindy dropped her gaze and was


    nning to ask Raymond for his phone number boldly.


    Anya just felt curious. She wasn’t trying to find out the identity of the man. “That won’t be necessary. I’ll


    wait for you at the door.”


    “OK.” Cindy plucked up her courage and walked to the tform.


    Anya waited for her outside the ssroom.


    While she was waiting, someone bumped into her from the back, and she almost fell. Luckily, someone


    steadied her from


    behind.


    When she calmed down, she turned around to see the person who helped her.


    It was the man in the cap.


    He added a mask on his facepared to just now, as if he was afraid of being recognized.


    Anya couldn’t see what he looked like at all.


    She frowned and looked at his face hidden under the mask confusedly. After a few seconds, she said,


    “Thank you.”


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    “You’re wee,” said the man gently. He used the finger holding her in the back to dab a bit of his


    unique perfume on her


    dress.


    Anya didn’t notice his action. She smiled in gratitude and kept a distance from him. Thanks anyway.”


    The man remained silent and walked straight ahead. Anya felt familiar looking at his tall figure. But she


    didn’t dwell upon it and continued to wait for Cindy in the hallway.


    Cindy came out in a while with disappointment on her face. “Anya, he wouldn’t give me his number.”


    “Don’t worry. You can arrange a blind date, Anya consoled her and poked her nose.


    Cindy thought,


    “Let’s go.” Anya held her hand and went downstairs with her.


    Cohen, who was standing at the other end of the stairs, watched Anya go down, and his eyes were


    once again filled with obsession. He missed her so much.


    He knew that she had got married.


    And her husband was wealthy.


    But he was also well–off now.


    Anya was the first woman he loved in his life. Therefore, he wanted to have her even though she had


    turned him down before.


    Cohen gazed at Anya’s receding figure affectionately. Raymond walked to him slowly from the other


    end of the hallway.


    He looked at the figure Cohen was gazing at and suggested him.


    “She’s married. You don’t need to waste your ti


    time on her.”


    He thought,


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    “So what? She can divorce.” Cohen wouldn’t mind whether she was married or not.


    Raymond said resignedly, “Cohen, as a friend, I hope that you stop acting like this. Do you know who


    her husband is? You’re not his match. Besides, are you sure that you’re still in love with her after so


    many years? You cannot give up on her only because she turned you down.”


    Friends knew about each other.


    “That’s not true. I truly adore her.” Cohen smiled at him. It seemed that he was okay with Raymond


    exposing his genuine thoughts.


    He thought,