These flowers… So many flowers, all for the maniac alone? Amelia Shaw clearly felt the stabbing pain emanating from her Heart. So, this is how intense heartache feels.
She leaned against the stair handrails, her gaze fixed blankly on the roses being cleared away like garbage. These were gifts from a man trying to please a woman. But that woman didn't seem to appreciate the gesture.
Ha Ha, how ridiculous.
What she wholeheartedly yearned for, the maniac obtained effortlessly. She received them yet didn't cherish them, but Thomas Shannon still pampered her.
Without comparison, there is no harm.
Both issued rejections, so why was the maniac treated so differently?
Amelia Shaw felt she was about to collapse. She couldn't bear to see the maniac anymore; otherwise, she wouldn't be able to restrain her jealousy. The consequence of jealousy is madness… a madness that knows no bounds.
