Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 106

Christopher's greatest ability was to deal with despicable scums without fighting. He could piss them off with merely his sharp tongue. To deal with Josephine, someone who looked serious and dignified on the surface but who was actually a b*tch inside, his skills were on the verge of perfection.

Josephine pulled a long face, looking extremely gloomy.

"So what kind of drug did you use for Theodore? Tell me. I haven't come back for a few years. I wonder how the drug industry has developed in our country."

"Get out of my way."

"No way," Christopher blocked the door of the stairwell with a playful expression on his face. "But I'm really curious. You've been together with Theodore for so long, and you're getting married soon. Why haven't you had s*x yet?"

Josephine was both ashamed and annoyed. "What does it have to do with you?"

"It's none of my business. I'm just concerned about your life after marriage. Aren't you worried?" "Worried about what?"

"A man who was with you for so many years didn't even bother to touch you. He must be suffering from some problems. I advise you to give it a second thought."

Josephine yelled, "Impossible!"

"How do you know it's impossible? You haven't tried it yet!" Christopher smirked.

Josephine was so furious that her face turned livid and she couldn't say a word. She was so mad that she didn't want to walk out of the stairwell, which was blocked by Christopher. She used the stairs straight away, lifting her gown to go down the stairs; the sound of her high heels echoed in the small space.

Christopher stood up straight. Before leaving, he did not forget to mock her. "I'm doing this for your own good. Miss Bailey, don't be too ungrateful."

After saying this, he watched Josephine's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs. Then, he walked out of the stairwell and went to Everleigh's room, knocking on the door.

"Knock! Knock!" He knocked on the door twice, but he didn't hear any response.

He frowned and called Everleigh on the phone.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed has not been answered for the time being. Please call again later..."

A faint sound of Everleigh's ringtone came from inside the room.

"Everleigh," Christopher patted heavily on the door twice. Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" coming from inside. It seemed that something was pushed down, and the door shook twice.

Christopher's expression changed. He quickly took out the spare room card from his pocket and swiped it to enter the room.

"Everleigh..."

At the instant he opened the door, dust flew everywhere. The huge cabinet and cloak hanger seemed to have just collapsed and were lying at the entrance. Sawdust was flying, and dust filled the room.

Everleigh was leaning against the corner of the wall. Her dress had been torn, and there was not a shade of color on her pale face. She held a floor lamp in front of her as a weapon.

A figure was lying on the ground, one hand holding the collapsed wardrobe. The figure's other hand was dripping with blood, which looked extremely terrifying.

Christopher rushed over without thinking. He took off his suit and covered Everleigh with it. Then he stood in front of her and asked coldly, "Mr. Godfrey, what do you mean by this?"

Theodore stood up from the ground, supporting himself with the wardrobe. His white suit was stained with some blood. Even so, it couldn't conceal his innately cold and reserved nature.

He looked at Christopher protecting Everleigh and at his suit on her shoulder. His red eyes were filled with pain as if they had sunk into an abyss.