Chapter 385 He Has No Right to Feel Sorry for Her

"Ms. Gonzalez, it's me." A low voice, scattered by the biting wind.

Victoria looked up at the sound. When her vision cleared, she could finally make out the face of the man holding her. Black baseball cap, army green coat, jeans — the whole look was casual and sporty.

It was Aaron. Not Martin.

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