NovelAppThe night was quiet. A black SUV was parked in a dark, hidden corner.
Yerick sat in the driver's seat, wearing a black jacket and a hat, as he pulled out his phone from his pocket. He received a notification that Rosalie had added him on social media. Yerick didn't immediately accept her request. Instead, he put his phone aside and arched his brow, a cold smirk on his lips.
His innocent expression just moments ago had vanished without a trace. Rather, he looked as though he was possessed by a demon.
In the middle of the night, it started raining heavily.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSydney was sound asleep on her bed. Suddenly, she heard her doorbell ringing. She immediately sat up on her bed.
Who could it be at this hour? Was Wesley here to bother her again? She got out of bed, and walked cautiously to the door. When she saw the person through the screen, she immediately opened the door in shock. Theodore was standing outside, his jacket wide open, his tie in disarray and thoroughly drenched.
His face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. He stared at Sydney with an empty look in his eyes, and asked hoarsely, "Mom, what tis it?" Sydney smelled a strong stench of alcohol. It was so strong, she couldn't bear to imagine how much he had drunk.
Theodore looked to his left and right, his dazed gaze like that of a lost child.
"I went to the wrong place. This isn't my house. Where did Rose go? Why did she just go missing?" Theodore was about to turn to leave when Sydney chased after him. "Theo." Theodore halted his footsteps, and turned around. "Do you have something to say?" Sydney nodded. "Aren't you looking for Rose? Con in. I know where she is." Theodore smiled. "Really?" "Yes, con in," Sydney said as she reached her hand out.
He was so drunk and in a daze, she had no idea how he even made it here. If she were to let him go, something untoward might happen to him. Theodore stumbled into the house. Suddenly, his body swayed to one side and he collapsed face-down on the floor.
Sydney rushed forward, and held him in her arms.
Theodore's tall and large build leaned against her shoulders. It took all of her might and strength to drag him into her house. With a plop, she flung him onto the couch.
She was so exhausted, she could hardly stand straight. When she finally managed to do so, she was panting, with beads of sweat lining her brows. This damn boy, making himself so drunk in the middle of the night...
A gust of wind blew in through the windows, billowing the curtains and making the air colder. Sydney hurriedly shut the windows tight.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was raining heavily outside, and the wind was strong.
Sydney went into her room to grab sclean clothes and towel. She sat next to Theodore, lifted here hands, and patted his cheeks gently. "Theo, Theo?" én.sw
Theodore leaned against the couch, and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the e face before him, he smiled and said, "Mom, what are you doing here?"
"I can't believe you're askingthat when you're the one who cm running to my place. Why did you drink so much?" Something must have happened, and it was either the company or something to do with Rosalie.
"Is that so? How...how did I chere?" Theodore straightened up shakily on the couch's "I... I'll leave, then." On top of sounding drunk, he also sounded indignant, as if Sydney was chasing him away.
He was about to stand up when Sydney pressed him back onto the couch. "Where do you think you're gbindore sat back down on the couch and looked around him, still in a daze. X
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