With tears in her eyes, Ava Kent was moved and hugged Julius Goodman tightly.
"Julius, how can there be someone as good as you in this world?"
Holding the small figure in his arms, Julius Goodman chuckled softly, stroking her nape gently, "Alright, let's hurry home. It looks like rain is coming."
Ava Kent stared at him, puzzled how he could stay so alert despite having drunk so much earlier.
The two walked hand in hand along the roadside, the night breeze clearing away the day's heat, turning refreshing.
Leaning her head on his arm, Ava Kent asked, "Julius, if one day, someone you trust deeply betrayed you, what would you do?"
"Why ask such a question suddenly?" Julius Goodman felt a bit confused.
Why make such assumptions when the person trusted is naturally very important to him?
It's just unnecessary to make such assumptions out of nowhere.
"But human nature can't withstand tests."
