Every Breath You Take novel Chapter 60

After taking Monica downstairs to her apartment, Quarmy carried her upstairs. In the past, he had carried her up and down the stairs for countless times. At that time, her little hands were wrapped tightly around his neck as she flirted flirtatiously with him. How wonderful it had been.

But now, their mood were completely different from before. She was very resistant and very repulsive to his embrace. The woman in his embrace was not a living person, but an ice cube.

This ice cube was much lighter than before. Quarmy couldn't help but ask. "Moni, you've lost a lot of weight."

Monica didn't say anything. It had nothing to do with him. Seeing that she didn't speak, Quarmy sighed deeply.

Monica took out the key and opened the door. She held the door frame and stood still. "I suffered because of you tonight, so I won't say thank you. Mr. Huo, goodbye! I won't see you again!"

After saying these cold words, the door was closed ruthlessly. Quarmy looked at the old door in front of him. The door was still the door, and the person was still the person, but everything was different.

Monica pushed herself back to her room. Just as she was about to go to bed, she heard the sound of the car leaving. Although it was expected, she still smiled self-deprecatingly. "Human beings are really strange animals. I still can't let go of him even in such a situation. Do I still expect him to wait at the door like he used to?"

She was really out of her mind! Ever since he allowed another woman to be pregnant with his child, the two of them were destined to be strangers. Quarmy wasn't the previous Quarmy, and she wasn't the previous Monica either. Everything had already passed, and they were destined not to have any more interactions.

Monica took a deep breath, went to the bed and lay down. "Monica! Go for it!"

Although Quarmy drove out of the alley entrance, he did not leave. Instead, he parked the car on the open space of the alley. The street lights were dim at night. He sat quietly in the car and looked at the place that he used to be familiar with.

He recalled the vow in his mind. "Hold your hand and grow old with you. Monica, I remember my vow. It has always been my heart!"

When Monica got up in the morning, she felt a little better, but she couldn't go to work. Therefore, she called Roland to ask for a leave and was ready rest for one day.