âGet out of the way, this is the corridor, it will be difficult if someone comes over later.â Charity pushed him.
If Charity stays here any longer, her plan will be disrupted if the waiter runs into her.
Chester remained motionless.
Charity couldnât help but grab a hand on his chest.
Chester hissed, grabbed her wrist, and led her behind the door into the fire escape.
âNo one will see it here.â Chester shoved her behind the closed door.
His beautiful eyes glowed with deep confusion.
âLet go of me, Iâm going back.â Charity didnât want to be involved with him any longer. âChester, as I stated clearly the last time, everyone is safe, Okay, I believe you can do it. You see, when you broke up with me, you had a lot of fun playing for so many years and there were plenty of women around you, so you can do it again in the future.â
It was quiet for a while in the dark passage before Chester said, âBut now when I close or open my eyes, itâs all you.â
Charity said, âThatâs because you loved me before and felt guilty about me, so I became The pimple in your heart. I ask you, have you ever thought about me when you slept with other women all these years?â
ââ¦â
Chesterâs thin lips moved slightly, as if he was at a loss for words.
âI believe that if you truly love someone in your heart, you will be unable to tolerate your body being with other people. Maybe men and women are different, but⦠I canât accept it.â
âChester, in my heart, you are already a very dirty and dirty man, so even if you give me everything, I donât want it.â Charity said.
â¦â¦
There was silence on the quiet and empty corridor. Only moonlight entered through the window.
Charity had no idea how long sheâd been gone.
Chester sat on the stairs, smoking a cigarette.
When he swallowed the smoke, his throat hurt like he was stuck by a fishbone.
It hurts, it really hurts.
The former Chester was in good spirits and considered women to be toys. But he probably never imagined falling into the hands of a woman. Everything in the past became black history, which he couldnât erase.
Chester held his head up with his hands.
If the light is bright enough, anyone can clearly see his dark red eyes.
âMr. Jewell, I tracked you down, so youâre here. If I hadnât met Miss Eliza, I definitely wouldnât have found it.â Kaiden said as he walked up the stairs out of breath.
âIs she left?â Chester inquired.
âYes.â Kaiden sighed as he looked at the piles of cigarettes on the ground, Mr. Jewellâs smoking addiction growing stronger by the day. âMr. Jewell, Iâll take you back to rest. The doctor said you have stomach bleeding and should rest. You continue to drink today. After consuming so much alcohol and smoking once more, this bodyâ¦â
âKaiden, have you ever requested something that you couldnât get?â Chester abruptly interrupted him and inquired.