Dylan had thought about this before. He had considered using this method to erase Eliana from his memory, but he simply couldn’t do it. To him, Eliana was like a fragrance even if thrown into the toilet, while other women were like diamonds but he had no appetite for them.

Seeing Dylan leave the room after only three minutes, dressed neatly, Khary, who had been hiding in the dark, breathed a sigh of relief. He didn’t know what was wrong with himself; perhaps deep down, he still wished they could be together.

Dylan left the nightclub and hadn’t returned home. He drove around aimlessly until his car stopped in front...