Chapter 1795

When Felix got back, Carol was already gone, and it was the housekeeper who opened the door for him.

He glanced around the living room, found it deserted, and casually yanked off his tie.

"Where is she?"

"Ms. Miller had to go out for something," the housekeeper replied.

Felix looked up at the clock on the wall; it was already six in the evening, dinner time, and tonight was Christmas’ Eve.

The housekeeper noticed the mud at the bottom of his trousers and gasped in surprise.

"Sir, did something happen on your way home?"

The staff at the Millers’ were all recent hires - Felix's own people. The previous staff had all been dismissed.

Only President Miller's former assistant remained, now working for Felix.

"It's nothing."

Tonight was Christmas’ Eve, but there was no festive atmosphere in the house.

No Christmas' decorations on the walls, no lanterns in the yard.

After changing upstairs, Felix cback down to see a lavish dinner spread out on the table.

At the center was a massive lobster, Carol's favorite. He used to prepare it often, but since they had fallen out, they hardly shared

a meal.

He glanced at the clock again - seven o'clock, and Carol still hadn't returned.

The doorbell rang, and the housekeeper went to answer it. In cFelix's assistant.

The assistant was also nearly soaked through, and upon seeing Felix, he asked in a low voice, "Mr. Brown, you alright?"

Felix just shook his head and settled quietly into a chair.

Seeing both men with mud on their trousers, the housekeeper couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen?"

Manny explained, "We rushed back too hastily, the car flipped over on the way, Mr. Brown cback by himself in a taxi."

He, however, had stayed in place to wait for the insurance company people.

Manny suspected Felix was eager to get back to have dinner with Carol.

But Carol wasn't there.

Felix started eating quietly, the others not daring to intrude, exchanging glances before slipping away.

Felix barely touched the meal, leaving the lobster in the middle untouched, just nibbled at a few other dishes.

After a small sip of coffee, the doorbell rang again.

It couldn't be Carol - she had her key.

He went to open the door and found Listina standing outside. Her eyes were swollen from crying, who immediately wrapped her

arms around his waist.

"Felix, I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad. I'll never scold her that way again. Don't marry her; I'm begging you, it should have been