I told her I was quitting the entertainment industry and asked her to organize one last farewell party.

Xena agreed, with suppressed tears in her eyes.

Clement sat on the sofa with his collar slightly open, revealing his collarbone.

He still looked handsome.

I skillfully made a steak and served it to him.

Clement pressed his lips and placed a bank card and a resource notice in front of me.

"With the new album coming out, this is the best avenue for hits. It follows up with guaranteed exposure traffic for you as well."

For the first time, I looked up at him straight with a stubborn look in my eyes.

"So doesn't it count?"

Clement came close to me. His hot breath sprayed on my forehead.

"Katherine, I think you are smart enough. I don't like the way you are now."

I pushed him away with a sneer.

"Clement, have you been treating me as Windsor for too long and forgotten that I am Katherine?"

I was Katherine who made your arm bleed from biting it the first time we met.

He clamped my chin, and his eyes slowly filled with disgust.

"Don't forget that I gave you everything you have. How can you compare with Windsor?

"Without me, you would have starved to death."

Suddenly, there was a sound of unlocking the door. Then, a slender woman in red walked in.

"Clement." Her voice was tender.

Then, she suddenly covered her mouth and said carefully, "Did I come at the wrong time?"

Clement let me go and strode towards Windsor. He considerately covered her with his coat and left holding her hand.

I clearly saw the pride and provocation in Windsor's eyes when she looked at me.

I let out a long sigh and thought, "What a lively day today!"

Almost at the same time, I received Windsor's message.

In the car mirror, Windsor's eyelashes brushed across Clement's cheek.

They were ambiguous in the photo.

4.

I had just wanted to be with him during my last moments.

Saying goodbye properly to the person I had loved for ten years would allow my life to have no regrets.

Unfortunately, Windsor had come back.

On the evening when Clement took Windsor away, I curled up in a corner, suffering from stomachache.

There was a sound of the door being opened.

Windsor stood against the light, stepping towards me in her slender high heels with an elegant and gentle smile.

"Clement's suit was stained. He asked me to get a new one."

Her tone was ambiguous. I guessed what had been going on.

I pointed at Clement's wardrobe.