Chapter 125: Mr. Foley, Your Hand Is Injured
When the whole world is quiet and he is the only one left, all senses are amplified.
Hearing, smell… touch.
He stared at the figure in the mirror, his gaze falling on the shiny lips that still seemed to carry the scent of that woman.
A scent that resembles orchids with an added sweetness of fruit, it keeps him reminiscing repeatedly.
He was not sure if it was his imagination, but the annoying face of Cheyenne appeared again in the mirror.
In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a cute and obedient appearance, smiling as she linked arms with Omari.
The flames of jealousy wrapped around him like a python, and the man’s breathing became rapid and heavy.
Who can tell him how to shake off this giant python? It left his limbs and body in pain
“Cheyenne!”
“Bang!”
Kelvin suddenly raised his hand and punched the mirror fiercely.
“Clang.”
After a loud and violent sound, the mirror shattered from its center position, and the cracks spread outwards in all directions.
After a few seconds, the smooth and calm mirror suddenly became fragmented like a spider web. In the mirror, the man’s face was fragmented into numerous pieces, and what had once been a remarkably handsome countenance now appeared rather sinister.
Soon, a few strands of red blood dripped down onto the white washbasin, only to be diluted and disappear as they were washed away by clear water.
His hand was blurred by blood, with visible fragments embedded in his finger joints. However, he seemed to have no sense of pain as his indifferent gaze paused briefly before turning and leaving the bathroom.
The next day, the luxury car arrived precisely at 7 o’clock and stopped at the entrance of the villa. Chris honked the horn, the sound vibrating and alerting those upstairs. He then rolled down his car window and leisurely pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his suit jacket pocket.
out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and reached for the
flame flickered in his
savor the taste of nicotine on his lips, he saw
The top button was fastened all
over with a
The bitter and pungent smoke expelled from his nostrils, tears streaming
Foley,”
cigarette, tossing the half-smoked one into a nearby flowerbed. Why was Mr.
this time, he would be
hand and sat in
Yes:
in the back, with no sound of rustling
eyelashes, a faint shade of dark circles was visible, a clear sign of
“Mm.”
at the office, please
“Sure.”
the workaholic man who was always ready for work have
couldn’t help but wonder if it
and Mrs. Foley… she had
it be that Mr. Foley was
The thoughts of a superior were not
whether they were divorced or not, as long as Mr.
enough time to reach the office. So, Chris drove cautiously,
that usually took only half an hour ended
last ten minutes did he wake up
arrived.
coldness flashed in his
words he had
was in front of him did the chill in Kelvin’s eyes slowly dissipate, returning to a
as we
to push open the car door, Chris finally noticed the white bandage
Foley, what happened to your
a small burn. Let’s
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