The Reunion After Seven Years novel Chapter 19

When their eyes met, Kerr stared at the girl's pupils that were a little stunned. He was mesmerized as the pair of eyes closely resembled Nicole's.

As he continued to study her, he could discern a hint of panic on the young girl's face. He silently watched her, noting every detail of her unsteady physical movement like a frightened kitten. When she managed to pull herself up, she quickened her pace, and almost dashed towards the door. But she instinctively held back when she heard Kerr's distinctive voice. It was distant, and yet it sounded dangerously compelling. She couldn't help but stand frozen in fear.

"Don't make me say it again."

Kerr gazed at the door, and he realized what the surprise that Ken mentioned was. The girl in front of him looked like the one who escaped seven years ago.

The girl's legs were so weak that she wobbled and fell to the ground. She wordlessly stared at him with her watery almond eyes as if she didn't know what had happened.

"I feel so uncomfortable." Her words were barely a whisper. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She felt confused and frightened at the same time.

Scanning the girl's clueless and blushed face, Kerr subconsciously recalled the night seven years ago.

Kerr couldn't contain himself any longer, so he approached her. His face showed a complicated expression as he bent down slowly. Raising his fingers, he lifted her chin gently, fully revealing the girl's profile in front of him. She had a delicate face. Then he exhaled, suddenly realizing that he was holding his breath all this time.

She bore quite a resemblance to Nicole, but she lacked the elegance and confidence of the latter.

Squatting in front of the girl, Kerr suddenly reached out for an empty glass from the table behind. He then directly aimed and threw it at the crack of the door visibly emitting a glimmer of light.

Unexpectedly, in that very second, a beautiful woman suddenly pushed the door open from the other side.

"Ah!"

The glass knocked on Nicole's head with a loud thud.

As a reflex, she reached for her forehead and covered it with her hand. But the sudden dizziness in her head made her unable to support herself to stand firmly.

"Watch out!"

Kerr yelled, pushing the girl in front of him away. Then he raced past her to catch Nicole. His eyes eventually became dark while examining the wound on her forehead.

He shook his head. It seemed that he certainly needed to orient Ken what the rules were. He must know the drill by now.

Ken, who was still standing at the door, clearly saw the whole scene. He even vividly heard the impact of the glass against her. But Nicole was so fast that he had no time to warn and stop her.

"Nicole?"

Leaning in Kerr's arms, she tried to move her head a little to dispel the light-headedness slowly engulfing her but to no avail. She could only see that there were still many stars in the sky at that sorry moment.

Blood dripped from the wound on her forehead, and in a steady flow, trickled down in her cheek to Kerr's shirt.

"You..."

"Don't say anything. I'll take you to the hospital," he coaxed her.

Passing by at Ken, Kerr threw him a meaningful look.

Ken could sense nothing but the coldness in Kerr's eyes. Looking quite depressed, he couldn't help patting himself on the forehead. This time, he was done for, and even the yacht was gone.

He was about to follow them when he heard the sound of the broken wine bottle coming from the room. He scurried back as he remembered that there was another one inside. After a moment of hesitation, he decided to enter the room and swiftly picked up the girl lying from the ground.

Nicole felt a little sober while sitting on the front passenger seat beside Kerr. As she turned her head to look at him, she instantly remembered the main reason she traveled to Good Times. And the mere thought of it jolted her fully awake.

"Send me back now."

She frantically reached out and worriedly took his hand. She looked troubled.

"You should go to the hospital now,"

he said calmly, noting the blood still on her face. Luckily, she didn't look in the mirror, he thought, or she might faint again.