The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2134

It was almost two in the afternoon, and the sun still shone brightly against the old building in the suburb. There were no people in sight. Even the building would be mistaken as abandoned unless someone would actually dare to check out inside.

Clark moved a bit, still lying on his side. His eyelids moved as if trying his best to wake up from a dream he wanted to end soon. Slowly opening his eyes, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment. He could feel the coldness of the tiled floor against his cheek.

Although he was young, he had experienced a lot of things. With that being said, he had learned to stay calm in an unfamiliar environment. Even when faced with danger, he never cried or made any fuss. He just opened his eyes and quietly observed his surroundings.

Seeing he was surrounded by a dark and damp space, Clark figured he would have to be inside an old small house somewhere. The dusty floor meant whoever lived here wasn't into regular cleaning. Looking up at the roof, he could see a lot of small holes and noticed how the light came through them from outside. It seemed that the house was no more than a shabby cottage. There were no windows, just bare walls. Staying alone in the empty room, all that he could hear was the sound of the wind blowing.

'Am I in the suburb now?' he asked himself.

Having gone for an outing to the countryside a few times with Sheryl, Clark looked back at those memories with optimism. Sheryl once told him that the more desolate the place was, the wilder the wind became. It was general knowledge that his mother once taught him, which he had learned by heart. Also, he realized that he had been kidnapped. But he had no idea why the bad guys kept him in such a remote place.

The thought that he might never be able to see his parents or Shirley again tormented him. He was too young to die. But no matter how sad he was, he decided that he would not cry or show any signs of weakness. He had to stay strong.

His mother once told him that a real man would never cry in front of others, no matter how scared and hurt he was. Otherwise, he would only be looked down upon as a coward.

Clark recalled what had happened earlier that day. Back in kindergarten, before he lost consciousness, he remembered he had gone to the bathroom. Then a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses came in. The same guy suddenly hugged him from behind, covering his mouth with one hand.

He had tried to call for help, but then he had felt too weak, and his vision had started to blur. Then everything had gone black as he finally lost consciousness.

Moving his body, Clark found that his limbs were flexible. It felt like his legs were a little numb because he had stayed in one position for too long. Still, it did not prevent him from standing up.

Right now, all his attention was focused on the old wooden door a few feet away from him. He was optimistic that he would be able to get out and find his mother as long as he was able to push it open.

Biting his lips, Clark finally summoned the courage to walk towards the wooden door. One step at a time, he made his way until he was able to touch the doorknob.

Finally, when he approached the door and was about to open it, it was suddenly flung open.

"Oh, you are awake!" the person from the other side of the door commented. He wore sunglasses, a dark windbreaker, and a peaked cap on top of his head, which looked very strange.

Looking at him warily, Clark took a few steps backwards.

He didn't know who this person was, nor knew why he took him and kept him here.

On the other hand, Rob carefully looked at Clark from head to toe, noting that his little face was full of vigilance but little timidity. Suddenly, he felt a little shocked and intimidated, looking at the young boy's expression.

"Little boy, you look fearless. You really surprised me. I never expected that. I like your character a lot," Rob said with a smile.

"Why did you bring me here? I don't even know you! Who are you?" Clark asked directly, not showing any signs of fear.

Hearing Clark's childish questions almost had Rob laughing. Shaking his head, he answered, "I don't know you either. But aren't you the child of Charles and Sheryl? You have to take responsibility for your parents' mistakes."

As soon as Clark heard the strange man mention his parents' names, he knew that the man must have come after him for revenge against his parents. At the thought, he felt it was necessary for him to find an opportunity to sneak out and tell his parents about it.

Clark tried racking his brains for any ideas, but he was too young to think of an escape plan.

Noticing that Clark went silent, Rob thought that the boy might have gotten too scared of him, so he didn't say more words to intimidate him. Instead, he reached out his hand to pat his little head and said, "Look, Kid, as long as you obey me, I won't hurt you."

"What do you want to do to me?" Clark asked warily, keeping his eyes on the man.