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.
put it in his mouth, and reached for the lighter
dark blue flame flickered in his pupils, reflecting for
the taste of nicotine on his lips, he saw a black figure
a black suit that, with a white shirt underneath. The top button was fastened all the
looked over with a
own breath. The bitter and pungent smoke expelled from his nostrils,
Mr. Foley,”
one into a nearby flowerbed. Why was
this time, he would
left hand and sat in
Yes:
back, with no sound of rustling
a faint shade of dark circles was visible, a clear
“Mm.”
the office, please let me
“Sure.”
was quite unusual to see the workaholic man who was always
it was because of
had read the morning newspaper today, and Mrs. Foley… she had become even more
that Mr. Foley was
though. The thoughts of a superior were not something a
not, as long as Mr. Foley liked her, he would
had enough time to reach the office. So, Chris drove
an hour ended up
ten minutes
we’ve arrived. Today’s schedule
eyes, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
all the words he had
did the chill in Kelvin’s eyes
as we
with his right hand to push open the car door, Chris
happened to
just a small burn. Let’s get to the
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