Diana's nervousness wasn't about herself, but about Tony.
Although he was a bit flirtatious, he didn't deserve death.
Standing alone on the side, Jackson felt a gust of cold wind sweep over him, leaving him feeling desolate and lonely.
After all, he was still a living person!
Having had enough of this lovey-dovey scene, John lifted his head and noticed Jackson standing nearby, pausing for a moment in contemplation.
"Leave."
"Yes!"
Jackson couldn't wait to leave, but then he heard John's icy voice from behind him: "Where do you want to go this time? Tell me once you've made up your mind."
Jackson: ...
"Well..."
Trying to think positively, at least this time he had some room for choice.
Diana sighed quietly in her heart as she watched Jackson's dejected figure.
There wasn't much
