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

was she

or four years

Estelle wasn’t sure.

hand, and

Brooke looked up from the crowd,

felt pity for

night, nobody in the group seemed to want to leave. Estelle and Isis told

last train home, while

took

the middle of the night, Estelle woke up from a nightmare, hearing noises

the window was pitch black. She

any thieves

kitchen light on. There was

baffled as he rummaged through it filled with yogurt, chocolate, and cakes. Eventually, he found his bottle of water in a corner. “Mr. Lamont,” said

Jonathan to be back at this

saying quietly, “Did I wake you? I had a few drinks and figured I’d come here to rest since it was close to me.

back to sleep.”

Bar was indeed very close from