Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 62

Jonathan glanced at him, “Don’t be a wuss, you can do it too.”

Charlie shook his head laughing, then sighed, “I’m old now, I’ve long lost the passionate of my youth. Sometimes, when looking at the women in bed, they all seem

the same.”

Jonathan coolly said, “You mean their prices, right?”

Charlie burst into laughter.

The two had walked away, and Saul’s attention was all on Estelle, “How does it feel to see me with Brooke? Do you regret it? If you do, we can…”

“Saul!” Estelle interrupted him, “Do I have to bring Brooke out here?”

Saul looked at her, shocked and hurt, “Estelle, don’t you have any feelings?”

Estelle’s pupils shrank slightly, and she seemed to see a hysterical woman through the wounded man. The woman grabbed her hair and slammed it against the wall, cursing her, “Are you stupid? Are you even my child?:

“You heartless wastrell

old was

four years

Estelle wasn’t sure.

pushed away Saul’s hand, and emotionlessly entered the

from the crowd, her

Estelle felt pity

night, nobody in the group seemed to want to

while

home, she took a shower and

up from a nightmare, hearing

window was pitch black. She checked

shouldn’t be any thieves in such an upscale

light on. There was a silhouette in

in front of the fridge, baffled as he rummaged through it filled with yogurt, chocolate, and cakes. Eventually, he found his bottle

expect Jonathan to be

and took a sip, saying quietly, “Did I wake you? I had a few drinks

back to sleep.”

indeed very close from