NovelEnglishSoon enough, the elevator reached the sixth floor. Once the doors opened, the man walked out of the elevator without saying anything
The elevator doors slowly closed. But the air still reeked of alcohol.
Debbie heaved a sigh of relief after Carlos walked away, but meanwhile, she felt sadness digging deep into her heart.
She wondered if she and Carlos would be Like strangers from now on.
That was not her goal. Things were not going the way she planned, the way she hoped. ‘Did I lose Carlos forever?’ she thought gloomily.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe elevator arrived at the seventh floor and she walked out, heading for her apartment. Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure standing by the door to her apartment, like a bum as usual. Debbie set her luggage by the door and asked coldly, “What are you doing here?” Decker hadn’t replied to any of her messages for the past few months. She wondered if he was dead.
Decker said nothing, just stared at her.
Suddenly, another important question popped into her mind.
“How did you even get in here?” she asked. Champs Bay Apartments was one of the most high-end blocks in the city. No outsiders could enter without permission. Back when she was actively trying to get close to Carlos, she pulled sstrings to enter this neighborhood. It wasn’t easy, and random people couldn’t just go strolling in.
Debbie didn’t think her unreliable brother would know any big shots here-or anywhere else for that matter.
Barely moving, he merely cast her a glance and demanded in a husky voice, “Open the door now.”
A hint of blood reached Debbie’s nostrils. Worried, she quickly took off her sunglasses and scanned Decker up and down. His face was drained of all color. His T-shirt was stained a deep red. It looked slick and wet.
It was a bloodstain! “My god! You okay?”
Decker leaned against the wall to support his body. There was a pained look on his face. Covering his waist, he closed his eyes and repeated,
“Open the door!”
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Worried about him, Debbie quit asking questions and quickly opened the door to her apartment. Decker immediately staggered inside and closed the door behind him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn a split second, as if drained of all energy, he slumped onto the floor at the doorway.
He was not a good brother, but Debbie couldn’t bear to see this. She shook her head resignedly and went over to help him up.
“What the hell have you gotten yourself into now? Who did you piss off this time?”
Wearing a deathly pale face, Decker managed to get to his feet with
Debbie’s help.
“Medicine…” he said in a weak voice.
Debbie got angry.
“What medicine? Are you nuts? This looks serious. But you ctoinstead of a doctor. So mow you want to die here on my rug? Letget you to a hospital!”
Decker grabbed hold of her arm.
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