Or maybe, he shouldn't have come back at all.
In the back seat, Dr. Summerton sighed softly.
"Mr. Leafcastle is truly devoted."
Although Nathan Leafcastle had never mentioned his relationship with Vera Wave, as a psychologist, he naturally understood others' minds best, and instinctively noticed the unspoken world within Nathan Leafcastle.
Nathan Leafcastle lifted the corners of his mouth in self-mockery, his smile extremely bitter.
Of what use is devotion when she never wanted him!
"Dr. Summerton," he spoke softly, "In your opinion, is Vera truly happy?"
"I'm not sure about that, but I can see she deeply loves that gentleman, willing to wrong herself for him. Of course, that gentleman loves her very much too." At this point, Dr. Summerton shrugged, "That gentleman is of the lion-type breed, passionate and forceful in love."
Nathan Leafcastle gazed at the road ahead.
"Doctor, can you tell me, how can one forget someone they love?"
