Elaine and Terry were the only two people left in the room. The large living room, spanning several dozen square meters, suddenly felt oppressively heavy. Elaine leaned against the door, staring at the man's tall, straight back. Her delicate, pretty face showed no emotion. The last time she had seen him was over a hundred years ago, so long ago that she had forgotten what he looked like. Now that she saw him again, she felt nothing. No love, no hatred. Terry turned around. A faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his usually cold face when he saw the girl. His eyes, typically indifferent, softened slightly. Though his face remained expressionless, he was still devastatingly handsome. And with that hint of a smile, he looked even more striking. Terry looked at Elaine. She was wearing a cute hoodie, cropped jeans, and canvas shoes. Her long black hair was casually tied into a bun, revealing her smooth, full forehead. She was dressed like a high school student. Despite her usual cold and stunning presence in social circles, Elaine looked adorable, even with her neutral expression. In the blink of an eye, his girl had reached the legal age for marriage. "Come here."Her tone was as steady as ever, with a barely noticeable lightness. "Mr. Wilson," Elaine didn't move, her voice cool. "I'm here to tell you why I'm breaking off our engagement—you're too perfect. I don't deserve you." Terry said nothing. "I'm done. Goodbye. "We don't need to see each other again." "Stop right there!" Just as Elaine turned to leave, Terry's cold voice rang out behind her. "Is there something else?" Elaine remained expressionless. "You're just going to walk away after leading me on? That's pretty heartless, don't you think?"The faint smile at the corner of Terry's lips vanished instantly. So Alora was right. She was going to call off the engagement! Heartless? Shouldn't I be the one asking him that? Haha! What a joke! "You think you can just leave me? Did you ask for my permission?" Terry took a long stride forward, slowly closing the distance. The air grew even more oppressive as if it had frozen over. Even someone as strong as Ryan would have been scared stiff by this side of Terry. Elaine's expression didn't change. "Mr. Wilson, I suggest you watch your words."Terry stopped before her, the distance between them now less than a meter. He towered over her, looking down with an air of superiority. Elaine instantly felt a powerful wave of pressure bearing down on her. The faint scent of his familiar cologne brushed past her nose. It was so familiar that it made her sick. And that ridiculously handsome face of his was now crystal clear in her view. Elaine thought to herself, Terry is a j*rk. I must have been blind! Terry pulled out his phone, giving her a cold glance, his handsome face tinged with a trace of mockery. His thin lips parted. "Mr. Wilson, you look so good in that white shirt today. But it's a bit chilly, don't catch a cold, okay? "Mr. Wilson, that striped tie you're wearing looks great. Can you wear it again tomorrow? "Mr. Wilson, I like you so much. Why don't you ever respond to my messages? "Mr. Wilson, can you even see my messages? "Mr. Wilson, do you even know who I am? I'm so heartbroken ... "