He is not afraid of betrayal, but why must it be her?
The whole world could betray him, except for her.
His heart had never hurt like this before—it was a kind of wrenching, agonizing pain.
He glanced at the shattered coffee cup on the floor, then bent down to pick up the pieces.
He thought she was kindly bringing him coffee, but the reality?
His grip grew tighter, shards cutting into his palm, with blood gushing down to the floor, shocking and vivid.
Yet he felt no pain, as if self-inflicting, he pressed the shards into his palm with force.
"President Land!"
Robert Williams walked in and was startled by the scene, quickly taking the shards from Asher Land's hand and instructing the secretary to clean the office.
"President Land, I'll take you to the hospital."
"I won't die!" He sat heavily in the leather chair, loosened his tie, and felt something pressing heavily within him, suffocating.
