"Going back to France..."
"Is he still going back to France?"
"Yes..."
"He is Farley, he is Farley... No, he is not only Farley but also Alan Van Merovingian."
Others knew who he was, but only Hester didn't know.
It wasn't that she didn't know his identity, but was that she had never taken it seriously.
No matter how low-key Farley was and how he looked like an ordinary person, he was still the unapproachable Alan Van Merovingian.
Sitting on the steps of the villa's small garden, Hester looked up at the sky. The afterglow of the setting sun fell in her eyes, and she became sadder as she looked at it...
"Why am I so sad?!"
"Why would I be so sad?!"
"Isn't he just returning to France?"
"If he is happy to leave, he could leave!"
In fact, there was nothing between them... They loved each other purely without any dirty deal. Their romantic relationship was decent and pure!
It wasn't like that she couldn't survive without Farley!