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Chapter 197 Imogen Disappeared

Back at the forest campground from the lighthouse, the guide had cleared an area with other tourists for a campfire.

Imogen and Charlie brought self–heating rice with a side dish of bacon, which was then eaten with barbecue skewers, which was very satisfying to have in the wilderness.

Jeremy helped the guides distribute the food.

“Ladies, here’s your coffee.” Jeremy brought over two paper cups and gave one to Imogen and Charlie, “If you don’t have enough to drink, you can still get it over there.”

“Okay, thank you.” Imogen took it, took a sip, and put it aside.

Jeremy was unhappy about this.

Joshua had a nervous breakdown and brought sleeping pills with him when he went out. He didn’t expect to sleep better and better after traveling, and he even said he got sleeping pills for nothing.

Well, wouldn’t that come in handy?

After dinner, Imogen sipped coffee with a hand in his hand.

The tour guide took a few bottles of beer from the car and asked the tourists by the campfire, “There is beer here. Do you want to drink?”

Not many people wanted to drink beer. Only five or six people asked.

The guide handed them each a bottle and looked around the room. “You’re not going to have any? Look at the moonlight, look at the beautiful scenery, look at the compatriots. It’s a rare opportunity. Are you sure you don’t want to drink some? A beer is just a drink and you won’t get drunk.”

After the tour guide said that, a few more people asked for a beer. Charlie also went to get two bottles and returned and threw one to Imogen, “It’s a rare time like this. Drink some.”

Imogen took it and pulled the pull tab.

A group of familiar strangers sitting opposite each other in the wilderness of a foreign country, enjoying the view and talking about it.

In this scenario, Imogen did want a beer as well.

She wasn’t sure if her drinking had declined or what was happening. Only halfway through the beer, Imogen felt dizzy, her eyelids were fighting, and she couldn’t stop yawning, out of breath. Charlie saw it and asked, “Why are you so sleepy?”

“I didn’t have a good rest last night.”

She wasn’t lying.

to Troy, “I just want you to

time, and after

could not figure out his attitude, lying in bed at night. Once she closed her eyes, her mind was full of Troy’s lost

to your tent and rest? There’s nothing to see when it gets dark

not to participate. “Then I’ll go back to my tent first.” Imogen put down the bottle of wine, greeted

scattered

were farther away from the fire, pitched on the edge of the forest,

repellent was sprinkled around the area, so they

body, setting the phone aside, and closing her eyes as

she heard a zipper unzip, she closed her eyes and asked in a

was a zipper sound,

over and

sounded again, and someone unzipped it.

the tent by the moonlight that spilled in through the

carefully reached to undress her clothes.

time he had done such

“Hot…”

a hand to wipe her forehead. There

heat in her body couldn’t be

to move for fear of waking Imogen.

the medicine

small town in Apollo Bay that attracted a lot of travelers to this side of the country. The town was booming. Maybe more couples were coming to visit, or perhaps it was the open–mindedness of foreign countries. There was an Adult Goods Store, and when he returned from the lighthouse, he made

her hand, she inadvertently touched Jeremy’s arm, and a coolness came over her.

mess, and she couldn’t help reaching out

this, Jeremy stretched out his hand

and instinctively pressed it to her face to relieve the

of coolness wasn’t enough,

encouraged, and whispered, “Imogen, don’t

continue undressing Imogen when footsteps suddenly came from outside. Jeremy was

be that Charlie

What should

his eyes, pretending to be in the wrong tent.

if it was Charlie coming back,

closer, stopping in front of the tent as someone unzipped the zipper.

was disappointed for a

so soon. He didn’t expect Charlie

could hope for now was that Charlie would never notice anything strange