Unknowingly, he had walked to the riverbank.

His head was in chaos, with scenes incessantly flashing through his mind.

Finally, it froze on a small face, crying and gasping for breath.

William Guillen rubbed his forehead, trying to rid the annoyance in his heart, but after several attempts, it was futile.

He fiercely kicked the ground, lifted his hand, and unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, revealing a large part of his chest.

Standing by the river, he watched the neon reflections on the surface of the water, unsure of how long he stood there.

Until his mobile phone rang, he answered. Seeing it was a call from Mrs. Guillen, he exhaled a breath and picked up the phone.

"Guillen Junior, it’s so late, why aren’t you back yet?"

Late?

It’s only 11:00 now; for William Guillen, it’s just the beginning of the nightlife.

"Mum, it’s not even 11:00 yet, there’s no rush."

Mrs. Guillen chattered on, "Have you been drinking again? I just praised you for settling down with a nine-to-five job, being honest, and here you are out carousing again..."

William Guillen: "..."

This is a real mom.

After a brief silence, William Guillen perfunctorily said, "Alright, I’ll be home soon. Madam must rest early, or you’ll age."

After hanging up the phone, he exhaled a long, turbid breath and turned to leave.

A red Ferrari was waiting at the traffic light. Suddenly, a familiar silhouette was seen on the sidewalk.

Fluffy Zane thought she was seeing things; when the green light lit up, she stepped on the accelerator. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

She deliberately slowed down, and through the rearview mirror, she saw William Guillen’s familiar face, her breath went off rhythm.

So late at night, walking alone on the street, did something happen?

His suit jacket was draped over his shoulder, white shirt with a few buttons undone, revealing a large part of his sexy chest.

His gait was unsteady, as if he might fall at any moment.

Was he drinking?

Drunk?

Realizing this possibility, Fluffy Zane couldn’t ignore it; she parked by the curb. After William Guillen walked a distance, she got out of the car and quietly followed behind him.

When she was sick, those two text messages from him, the consciousness was already clear.

And she had said she would let go, so it was better not to meet face to face.

She just wanted to make sure he left safely, that’s all.

If they can avoid meeting, then don’t meet...

Keeping a distance, she followed him and saw him with a cigarette between his fingertips, smoking in dejection.

His appearance could be described as extremely decadent; if those admirers saw, it would break their hearts.

One cigarette, two cigarettes...

Fluffy Zane watched him smoke several cigarettes in a row before he stopped; he grabbed the suit jacket from his shoulder in hand, getting ready to cross the zebra crossing.

Fluffy Zane immediately turned aside to avoid being seen by him.

His head was dizzy; smoking a few cigarettes didn’t make him clear-headed.

William Guillen raised his hand, knocking on his head, annoyed at drinking so much, vaguely seeing the green light on, he stepped forward to cross the zebra crossing.

A beam of bright light came, and instinctively, he squinted his eyes, standing still.

His muddled head lacked any reaction ability, his legs too heavy to move.

"Watch out!"

An urgent voice came from behind, and in the next second, a pair of hands touched his back and gave a fierce shove—

His body stumbled forward a few steps out of inertia.

Bam!

Behind him, a big noise was heard, accompanied by the piercing screech of tires fiercely grinding against the ground.

William Guillen’s mind went blank; he slowly turned his head, seeing a car parked at the spot where he had just been standing.