Chapter 32: Woman, How Dare You Hang Up on Me?!

Armand was about to send these photos to Ulysses when his arm was suddenly grabbed by Falcona. In her dreamy state, she held onto his hand and nuzzled her face against it affectionately: "Grandma, I miss you so much... I'm all alone, no one comforts me..." Falcona cried intermittently, her hot tears wetting his arm and causing him to retract the finger poised over his phone. This was also why he didn't expose Ulysses' deception to her. She was already in enough pain. Besides, she had already had enough of Ulysses, and he didn't need to make her suffer more. That wasn't his intention. He sighed and wrapped his arms around her, patting her back and removing her earplugs to comfort her: "Don't cry, I'm here with you... Fal, I'll always be with you!" Blaming himself for getting caught up in the joy of retaliating against Ulysses, he almost forgot that Ulysses was the most cunning and vengeful jerk. Although doing so could achieve his goal, it would also get Falcona