CHAPTER 32
EVAN
"Do you want to tell me? No, I don't want to start now. I might start crying," she said. "Okay, it's fine." After finishing breakfast, she asked me, "What do you do for a living?" I replied, "I inhale oxygen," with a smirk on my face. "I mean, have you started your job?" she asked with a smiley face. "No, I haven't. I like to paint. Let me show you my art studio." "Sure," she replied. We headed to my art studio, which is also in my house. I've invested a big corner of my house in my art studio.i just want justice for my mom that's why I only use my law degree for that I told her it's mean you lost she replied Yup I lost both of them I replied her and at that moment I looked in her eyes and read the sadness and then I'm afraid that she can also read mine .