NovelEnglishAfter coming here, Scarlett did not sleep late either.
"Do you have any plan tomorrow?" "I'm flying back to Liechtho tomorrow evening." Chris frowned, "What about we have breakfast together?" "OK." After they two exchanged the chips for cash, they entered the elevator and were about to go back to their rooms.
Chris escorted her to the door of her room.
When Scarlett opened the door, Chris's phone rang.
Scarlett pushed the door open, leaned slightly against it, and said "I'm going in. Good night." Chris took out his phone and smiled, "Good night." Scarlett glanced at him one last time, closed the door, took off her jacket, and went into the bathroom.
Alexis was hanging out with Justin and had sent a lot of pictures to her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtScarlett turned on the faucet of the bathtub, sat on the couch in the living room, and skimmed through the messages from Alexis.
Suddenly, Scarlett found Alexis had asked about Raymond.
If Scarlett were a careless person, she would have missed Alexis' question in the middle of so many photos.
Apparently, Alexis had been shocked to see Chris at noon, and after an entire day, this matter was still haunting her.
Scarlett raised her hand to rub her temple before replying, "He's Raymond, but he's lost his memory. His nis Chris Wilson now." Alexis probably hadn't returned to the hotel yet. She was still having fun outside, so after Scarlett sent the message to her, she didn't reply immediately.
Scarlett didn't wait. She picked up her pajamas, went into the bathroom, added a few drops of essential oil to the water, and stepped into the bathtub.
She felt amazingly comfortable.
After Chris hung up the phone, he glanced at the door not far away, stood there for a while, turned around, and entered the elevator.
At night.
When Chris opened his eyes, he realized he had had a dream again.
But compared to the erotic dream that night, this dream was not very pleasant.
He had dreamed that Scarlett divorced himself. In his dream, they were walking out of City Hall with the divorce certificate, and their expressions were very indifferent.
Suddenly, the scene changed to their wedding. It was different from the lively and grand wedding he had imagined. In the dream, he was forced to get married. His face was so gloomy that people would think it was a funeral instead of a wedding.
After waking up, Chris no longer remembered what had happened in the dream but felt a little down.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe raised his hand to turn on the night light. When the dim yellow light con, he narrowed his eyes, reached for the phone beside him, and found that it was 2: 30 in the morning.
After having such a dream, he didn’t want to continue sleeping.
Therefore, he sat up, got out of bed, and walked to the sofa. And then, he picked up a cigar on the coffee table, struck a match, lowered his head, and lit it.
Sitting on the sofa, the handsman was smoking, and the look in his black eyes seemed a bit depressed behind the cloud of smoke.
Holding the cigar, Chris suddenly thought of Scarlett’s frown when she had seen him smoking yesterday, so he unexplainably smothered the cigar he had just begun to smoke.
The cloud of smoke gradually dissipated and finally disappeared.
Sitting on the sofa, he inexplicably remembered that erotic dream again.
It was just a dream, but it had made him obsessed.
He put his hand on his forehead, and a smile suddenly appeared in his cold black eyes.
After thinking about it, he thought that he must have feelings for Scarlett.
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