Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1469
It was as though Chester had turned into his young self from back then.
How long has it been? Seven or eight years?
It had been so long that he had nearly forgotten about it.
Eliza was shaking with rage, but she regained her composure very soon. She hurriedly walked to the bedside and grabbed the clothes on the bed.
Chester fixed his eyes on her slim calves beneath the towel without looking away.
Eliza could only turn a blind eye to him and headed to the bathroom with her clothes.
As she was wrapped in a towel, she could not take large strides into the bathroom. Therefore, she walked with graceful movement.
She was so nervous that she dared not breathe hard for fear that Chester would force a passionate kiss onto her like he previously did.
She still had her clothes on back then. If he did it right now, she would not be able to fight back.
Luckily, Chester remained seated there without rising to his feet.
Only after Eliza entered the bathroom and closed the door did she heave a sigh of relief.
Chester smoked a cigarette, and the smoke obscured the flame within the depths of his eyes.
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