Hidden Flame of Love

Leonore looked over in a daze and unexpectedly saw Hamish.

Hamish who was supposed to be nowhere to be found in the river ....

Sarah sneered. "Hamish, you're so accurate! As soon as I told her something happened to you, she jumped into the river with all her might."

"But look! She cries, don't you have any pity for her?"

Hamish looked indifferent.

"What's there to say? I hooked my hand and she came at me like a dog!"

As he spoke, he made a slurping sound towards Leonore in the water.

After confirming that everything in front of her was not an illusion, her tense spirit finally relaxed.

The moment Leonore saw Hamish, what filled her heart was not the anger of being teased or the grievance of being humiliated, but rather glad.

Fortunately, Hamish was still alive and kept her beloved's heart beating.

Fortunately, she did not fail his wish and did not lose his heart.

When Leonore went up to the river bank, wet all over, Hamish took a few steps back in disgust.

"Hurry up and go change your clothes! Even though you love me that much, I said I don't like a woman who disgraces herself.”

But Leonore’s face did not show any shame or annoyance from humiliation, just staring fixedly at his heart.

Dear, your heart is beating vividly.

So, my mission is completed.

She did not even look at Hamish, and without saying a word, she dragged her trembling body and drove away.

An uncertain voice came from behind. "Hamish, does she get carried away? Is she angry?"

Looking at her back as she left, he suddenly felt a surge of panic in his heart for no reason, as if he would lose Leonore forever.

But the mocking voices of the crowd brought him back to his sense. He suppressed the inexplicable fear in his heart, forced himself to pretend that nothing was wrong, and expressed his contempt for her.

It's okay, he thought to himself.

I think I did make her angry this time, but it also proves that she does love me.

Just as he thought about it, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Since she loves me so much, I won't make a fuss with her. I'll just go back and coax her and everything will be fine.

Having this thought in mind, he went into the bar with Sarah.

Meanwhile, Leonore drove straight back home.

The coldness seemed to pierce her bone marrow, but she simply dried herself hastily, changed her clothes, and left without hesitation.

If Hamish had returned home even once in the past few days, he would have been shocked to find that the home he was familiar with, where the aroma of her well-prepared food always wafted, had long since become empty, with only traces of his life left alone.

She actually had no attachment to anything related to him, and the reason why she cleared out all of her things was that she just did not want to have anything to do with him anymore.

While Hamish was reveling in the deafening music of the bar, Leonore took one last look at the city and then boarded the plane.

A hotly dressed girl came over and wanted to chat with him, but Hamish pushed her away.

"Get lost! I have a wife and she loves me very much!"

Leonore looked at the scenery outside the window, typed a few words in the chat box with Hamish, then blocked him and turned off her mobile phone.

That message only had a few words. [Live well, let's break up.]