He truly felt exhausted, unwilling to bear such a heavy burden anymore, eager to let go of everything. Let go of them, and let go of Aldana Candi.
He didn't want to continue living so heavily, enduring the long Eternal Night alone, then marrying a woman he did not love, spending a lifetime that way.
This life, from humble beginnings to glory, he had seen the view from the heights and found nothing worth lingering.
If he died now, it actually would not feel so regrettable.
Angela Summer shook her head; her eyes were red from crying, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Young master, I won't let you think that way. You're just sick. If you die, Miss Aldana Candi would also be heartbroken."
Philip Shaw smirked slightly, with a subtle irony, "She indeed would be heartbroken, but not for me."
"She came to Tung City for you!"
"Do you truly believe such nonsense?"
