Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Nicole put the things down, glanced at her mother’s tombstone, and sat in front of Wade’s tombstone, opening the things in front of her.

”Wade, I’ve come to see you. I’m doing well, really well lately, except that I often dream of you, dream of you covered in blood lying coldly in the alley of the bar. I also dream of two children covered in blood scolding me for not protecting them well.”

”Other than waking up startled every night, everything is fine.” Nicole tugged at her lips, took what she had bought, opened a case of alcohol, and sat in front of Wade’s tombstone, her voice hoarse: ”Wade, let’s have some drinks. I have many things I want to say, but no one to share them with.”

”It’s been eight years since you left, right? I’ve been back to the Seys Family for almost three years. Well, eight years, not long, not short, about ten cycles of eight years in a lifetime. I spent eight years hating someone, only to realize today that I was mistaken in my hate, my revenge...” Nicole choked up for a moment, grabbed a bottle of alcohol and gulped down several mouthfuls, tears streaming, ”Wade... how did I manage to do it...”

”How ruthless did I have to be to plunge the knife into his chest... Wade, I’m not sad at all, really. Who am I, the most heartless person in the world, how could I be sad.”

”Five years of kindness, truly wasted on a heartless person like me... Wade, I used to say so many hateful things about him in front of you, can you not take them to heart now? Don’t blame him... don’t really want to take his life, everything is my fault...”

”Aside from being domineering and cold, he wasn’t really that bad, truly, please don’t blame him. He was truly, truly kind to your sister...” Nicole wiped away the tears on her face, and as soon as she did, more fell from her eyes, unable to stop them.

Nicole simply drank the bottle of white wine in her hand, her face flushed, her eyes misty with tears, her voice choked so much that every word was sorrowful.

”Actually, I really wanted to let him go after he caused me to miscarry and then his mother and fiancée made trouble for me, I really made up my mind to become strangers from then on.”

”But Wade, I tried desperately to forget, but I couldn’t—his image, his kindness, his face appear in my mind every day and every night. I really tried desperately to forget, but I... Wade, the word ’forget’ is really too difficult.”

”Since hurting him, since leaving him, I haven’t had a good night’s sleep, every night I rely on sleeping pills to barely get by. My mind is full of his kindness, full of my heartlessly plunging the knife into his chest, these things make me restless...”

”Wade, luckily he’s okay, otherwise, what would I do—I would be a murderer! I nearly killed the person who loved me for five years!”

”Actually, hidden in my heart, he is buried deep inside my heart... that deep love that can only be hate but cannot be moved...”

Tears fell silently as the words ended, Nicole sat in front of Wade’s grave, continuing to gulp down bottle after bottle of alcohol she had bought.

”Wade, I’m not leaving—I’m just going to sleep here forever with you and Mom. Wade, I’ll be with you both forever...”

Not far away, Jose Floyd watched as Nicole leaned against a tombstone, drinking bottle after bottle of white wine, whispering something.

He saw her wipe her tears several times, even from a distance he could feel the intense sorrow, Jose Floyd’s fingers tightened slightly, his gaze deep.

That tombstone—is it her brother’s?

Uncertain how much time passed, the silhouette sitting beside the tombstone was silent, Jose Floyd pursed his thin lips, and walked over with long strides...