Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 88

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Chapter 88

Thunder boomed as dark clouds gathered in the sky.

The Rolls–Royce steadily drove into the parking garage.

Cyns immediately came forward to welcome Gregory June. “Mr.inclair

Gregory nodded at him, extending his long legs to get out of the

After a few seconds of hesitation, Martin plucked up the courage task, “Mr. Stoclair, are we really leaving Mrs. Sinclair there? It looks like it’s about to rail, and the weather forecast says that toplight’s temperatures will be quite low..

Gregory thought back to the thin dress Anathea had been wearing but his expression remained unchanged. “She can call a taxi.”

He refused to believe that Anathea didn’t know how to call for a box). She was, after all,

With that thought, he ignored Martin and took off his s coat before Lessing it at Cyrus. After that, he headed straight upstairs.

“Dad” The instant Xander spotted Gregory, he rushed over and asked in confusion, “Why is Ms. Whitman’s room empty?”

Here he had been thinking that once Natalie’s leg recovered, he would be able to play with her every day.

“She’s found a new house,” Gregory replied indifferently.

“Oh, I see.” Xander was rather disappointed. However, he then realized he could always visit Natalie at her home. That way, could eat snacks there, snacks that Anathea refused to let him eat at home, and he wouldn’t even have to worry about her finding out! Upon arriving at this thought, he felt much better.

It was also only then that he thought of Anathea. “By the way, where’s Mom? Why isn’t she home yet?”

Gregory didn’t answer, merely headed right up to the third floor. After undressing, he stepped into the bathroom to take a

shower

Outside, the rumbling of thunder had grown louder, accompanied by wild howling from the wind.

When Gregory finished his shower, the lingering scent of alcohol was finally gone. While drying his hair with a towel, he couldn’t help but glance out the window.

Not a single car could be seen at the gates.

No matter how slow the taxi was, it still should have arrived by now.

Gregory’s brows furrowed

Just then, Cyrus knocked on the door. “Mr. Sinclair, you dropped something in the car.”

Gregory looked over, only to see a phone in Cyrus‘ palm.

It was Anathea’s.

The furrow between Gregory’s brows deepened.

Cyrus opened his mouth, about to say something more, but Gregory had already strode over and snatched the phone from his hand. Then, Gregory walked past Cyrus and headed out, not even looking back once.

A flash of lightning and a crash of thunder heralded the coming storm as raindrops began to fall

Anathea had been walking for close to 20 minutes. By then, her heels were scraped raw by the high heels she wore, and she was completely drenched. The bone–chilling cold made every step she took feel like she was walking across glass shards. It was agonizing

Nonetheless, she didn’t stop moving, simply continued forward numbly.

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In the distance, she could already see the lights turning on in the mansions. Yet, despite how close they looked, she still couldn’t seen to teach them, no matter how long she walked.

Behind her, a black Porsche Panamera crept along the rain–slicked road

The car window rolled down, revealing Theo’s handsome face.

He had no idea why he had come here, nor why he had slowed down when he spotted her.

Even so, all he did was watch Anathea’s frail looking figure as she rudged through the rain in stiletto heels. Despite being so cold that she had both arms wrapped around herself to keep war, her back was still straight as she stood tall.

She looked like the epitome of stubborness.

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