Those insults and sarcasm seemed to linger in her ears as she slammed her foot on the gas pedal, and Xavier Crawford’s figure suddenly flashed through her mind. Take her away, leave here forever, if love is so hurtful, she’d rather do without it. Arriving at Xavier Crawford’s place, she got out of the car in disarray and heard a loud wind in the yard, like the sound of a helicopter. She shouted loudly, dragging her exhausted body, slowly approaching the source of the wind. Xavier Crawford was about to board the helicopter when he heard this heart-wrenching voice, but the loud roar above his head made him think he heard wrong, until Eleanor Hollis’s figure appeared in his line of sight. He frowned slightly, then stopped and walked over slowly. "Why do you look so disheveled?" Wasn’t Hugo Quinn by her side? How did she end up ? Eleanor shivered a bit, slowly lowering her head. "Where are you going?" Her voice carried a sob, as she tightly clutched her clothes. There were still teeth marks on her neck, seeping with blood. Xavier tossed the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out with his foot. "Who did this to your neck?" His tone carried a hint of menace, as he reached out wanting to touch her. Eleanor took a step back, tightly covering her wound, at that moment, she was like a porcupine, raising spikes against everyone. "Take me away, anywhere, I don’t want to stay here anymore, can you take me away..." She said with her head hanging, her grip tightening and her nails already embedded deeply into her palm. Continuing to stay by Hugo Quinn’s side, maybe she would end up ten times, or a hundred times more miserable in the future, the old man wouldn’t give up after one failed attempt, he would definitely come again. As a woman, she didn’t want to go through it a second time, for a moment earlier, she really wanted to drive the car off the bridge and sleep there forever. But thinking of her elderly grandmother, she eased off the gas, her grandmother’s health wasn’t good, she didn’t want her to experience the pain of sending a loved one to an early grave. "Do you know where I’m going? To follow me without even knowing if I’m good or bad, Eleanor Hollis, you trust people too easily." Someone like him, living on the edge, was the least worthy of anyone’s trust. "I...I know you’re not like that, if you’re leaving, take me with you, Xavier, I don’t know where else I can go..." Seeing her in such a sorry state, a trace of pity flashed in Xavier’s eyes. "Have you really decided?" There’s no turning back from this, the forces over there are beyond Hugo Quinn’s control, even if he went there, he wouldn’t dare to act rashly. Eleanor reached out and grabbed his coat hem, fearing he would leave her behind. The wound on her neck was deep, the blood had soaked through her clothes. Xavier dared not imagine what this woman had been through to decisively let go of the man she loved most, his lips curled slightly. "Come with me, it’s too late for regrets now." Eleanor staggered behind him, boarding the helicopter. As the helicopter rose higher above the ground, she looked at the city beneath her, and tears streamed down instantly. She bit her lip so hard that she didn’t cry out loud, but her tightly clenched fists were already bloody. Xavier’s eyes flickered, as he reached for the medical kit beside him and pulled her hand over. "Apply the medicine, if you’re going to self-harm, don’t do it around me, I can toss you out now and spare myself the sight." He gently pried open Eleanor’s palm, and the ghastly wound was exposed to Xavier’s sight instantly. Xavier’s brow furrowed even tighter, what on earth had this woman been through? The disinfectant foamed white on the wound, but it didn’t hurt. Eleanor couldn’t feel the pain anymore, she just quietly lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. Meanwhile, on the ground, Hugo Quinn was almost going mad trying to find her, but no matter how many people he sent out, no one saw Eleanor Hollis. "Don’t worry, maybe she just went out for a breather, my people are searching too, it’ll be fine." Evan Yancy comforted him from the side, patting his shoulder. But Hugo couldn’t hear a word, remembering how disheveled Eleanor was when she left today, his heart twisted like a knife. Aboard the plane, Xavier observed Eleanor’s desolation, his lips suddenly curled upward. "Do you want Hugo Quinn to forget you completely?" Eleanor looked up blankly, unsure what he meant by this. Xavier grabbed a pair of scissors from beside him, and with a snip, cut her long hair short. Eleanor’s eyes remained vacant, without any fluctuation, she seemed like a walking corpse, unable to express more emotions. "Seeing you , it’s better for Hugo Quinn to forget you forever, I’m best at this kind of thing." Midway, the helicopter stopped for a bit, Xavier handed the hair to another person, then continued on with Eleanor. Eleanor curled up beside him, slowly falling asleep, curling herself into a shrimp, sweating all over. After reaching another city, Xavier switched to a private jet and held Eleanor in his arms. Eleanor shouted in her dreams, her face full of panic. "Please, please let me go..." Xavier paused, associating it with the scars on her neck, he could imagine what this woman had endured. Updates are released by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩 No wonder, no wonder she wanted to leave so desperately, feeling she couldn’t face Hugo Quinn anymore. Rather than torment each other, it was better to let go. He didn’t know whether she was foolish or endearing, for a man, if there’s love, nothing else mattered, especially for a man like Hugo Quinn. The private jet finally stopped at an airfield, where rows of men in black stood orderly, bowed as soon as he appeared. Xavier walked out with Eleanor in his arms, expressionless,. Nobody dared to raise their heads to see whom he was holding, although they were all curious, no one dared to ask. This was a European estate, belonging to the Crawford Family. Xavier placed Eleanor on the bed, noticing how dirty she was, quickly called for a maid. "Clean her up, apply medicine to her wounds." The maid nodded respectfully. Xavier headed downstairs, the entire estate was eerily empty, he lazily leaned on the sofa, not expecting he really brought her here. "Where are they? Didn’t they know I was coming today?" He casually grabbed someone to ask, causing them to recoil in fear. Why did this little troublemaker suddenly decide to come back, didn’t he usually stay out and about, not returning even once a year?