Thea's smile was obviously enchanting, yet Harley Louis could see the sadness in her eyes.
He felt a stab in his chest as he reached out to push her away.
"Is someone else's words worth torturing yourself over?"
"Is it worth it?" Thea Stewart smiled bitterly, "It doesn't matter! No one cares anyway! So why should I care if it's worth it or not? Life is short, so I don't want to think too much!"
"Idiot!" Harley gritted his teeth, "You will regret it when you wake up!"
"Why would I? Do you hate me as well?"
Then, Thea hugged Harley from behind. Under normal circumstances, Harley would never reject a woman who had thrown herself to him willingly.
He had always believed that it was natural for men and women to feel an intimate attraction towards each other.
He didn't need to beg her. After all, he didn't want to be miserable like Amos.
But this time, he hesitated. He could never bear to hurt a girl in pain.
"Hey..." He frowned, "Don't do this. Everyone in this world has bitterness in their hearts, but that doesn't mean that no one cares about you. I care about you!" Upon hearing this, Thea was stunned and she stared at him with her eyes wide open.
"Do you really care about me?"
"Of course!" Harley nodded and pushed Thea forward again, "Sleep on the big bed tonight!"
Thea, who had finally realized that someone cared about her, suddenly became very obedient. She listened to his instructions.
When he told her that she could sleep on the big bed, she immediately lifted the quilt and covered herself. After a while, she patted the space next to her, "Are you coming?"
Harley, who had been trying hard to control himself, was stunned. However, when his eyes met her innocent ones, he finally shook his head.
"Nah. I'm good with sleeping on the couch. Goodnight!"
Then, as if he was worried that Thea would ask him to stay, Harley went straight to the couch and lay down.
Only then did Thea smile at him, "Goodnight."
When he finally heard her even breathing, he tried his best to calm himself from wanting her. He secretly cursed himself, "Crazy man, you are obviously a beast. Don't pretend to be a good person. Everything's fine now..."
However, when he heard the sleeping girl on the bed curl her lips in her sleep, his words were stuck in his throat.
Well, that was not too bad. Meanwhile, after Christopher brought Tina back, she was still complaining endlessly.
He couldn't take it anymore. He immediately pinned Tina against the door and kissed her. The girl looked at him in a daze and finally stopped talking.
Christopher let go of her after a long time, "Tina, who told you that I was thinking about other women? What about you then?"
Tina was even more dumbfounded, "What did you say?"
"I said, I'm starting to think that I'm in love with an idiot. An idiot who could tear my heart into a million pieces; an idiot who couldn't tell that I am in love with her despite everything I had done."
When Christopher finished talking, Tina reached out and rubbed his forehead.
"Are you Christopher? Are you angry? Are you so angry that your brain is broken?"
Christopher was so angry that he wanted to hit her. However, what could he say to a drunkard? She couldn't understand what he was saying at all. So, he looked at her tempting lips, still glistening with the desire from the recent kiss, and bent down again.
"Since you can't see anything, why not let your body feel?"
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