Chapter 92 Bane of My Existence

• I called Sunnie and Ava, and I even went to search for her in the station. No matter how I tried, I couldn’t contact her. She’s really gone. I sat in the car, spacing out at the bustling traffic, and I smoked.
• I asked myself, “Even if you can find her, so what? What can you give her? A marriage? Money? She needs a man to come home to, not a f*ckboy who sleeps around.” I answered myself, “If you can’t give her anything she wants, then let her go and wish for her happiness.” When the cigarette had come to its end, I drove to Promethean Planet and went to Angelina’s office.
• Angelina was resting on the sofa. “Do you need anything?”