You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie) novel Chapter 40

She picked up her cell phone and wanted to send a text message to Wayne Chariott saying that she would not be home tonight. However, she realized that she had spent too much time on the phone, and the battery had ran out.

She thought to herself, "Skylar's cell phone is the same model as mine. There should be a charger in the study room or somewhere else in the villa."

Coralie Chariott tiptoed out of the bedroom, and went into the study room cautiously with her phone.

Skylar Holland's study room was very big, with huge windows.

It was already past nine o'clock. The weather was good tonight. She could see the moon outside through the window. It was very bright and it seemed close.

Coralie looked for the charger around the computer desk.

She opened a drawer beside the computer desk casually, only to see a single photo frame in it.

She picked up the frame out of curiosity. When she saw the photo on it, she was stunned.

The glass on the photo frame was cracked. It was broken and repaired later. There was a picture with two people in it, but the face of the girl in the picture was covered in black ink, and it was unrecognizable.

Even so, Coralie immediately recognized that it was a photo of Skylar and herself when they were in college.

She remembered the time when Skylar was graduating, they had taken a photo together. In the photo, Skylar was wearing his graduation robes, and she was wearing her favorite lavender dress.

Coralie didn't dare to think of the reason why this photo was here and why it had become like this. She quickly stuffed it back into the drawer. She found the charger next to the keyboard, and left the study swiftly.

She paced in front of Skylar's room. After a moment of hesitation, she went into the guest room.

After all, he had eaten porridge and he took his medicine today. If he woke up next to her, maybe...

After pondering over the situation, Coralie took the charger and went into the guest room.

......

The next morning,

Coralie woke up. She didn't change her clothes last night, and she had slept with the clothes on her back. The weather in October was neither too cold nor too hot, so she didn't use a blanket. She had fallen asleep directly.

However, this morning, there was a blanket covering her...

Coralie made herself presentable in the guest room and she went out of the door. Yesterday, in the heat of the moment, Skylar had ripped off a few buttons from her blouse, exposing her cleavage...

The lacy bra inside could be seen clearly.

"There are clothes on the sofa."

As soon as she walked out of the door, she heard Skylar's voice.

When Coralie went downstairs, she saw him sitting in the dining room, wearing black pajamas and drinking porridge.

He appeared to be in a much better state than yesterday.

She turned around and saw a bag of women's clothes on the sofa in the living room. She thanked him sincerely.

"You took care of me yesterday. Consider this a gift to repay you for the favor."

Skylar continued to drink the porridge without even looking at her, and his face resumed its usual indifferent expression.

This caused Coralie to become even more certain that he had mistaken her for someone else yesterday.

Skylar wanted to give her these clothes, not because he remembered what he had done yesterday. He wanted to give her a gift in return for taking care of him, and by coincidence, his gift was clothes.

She carried the bag of clothes back to the guest room to change and then went downstairs.

The price tags on her clothes had been removed, so she didn't know how much the clothes were.

"Thank you. I'm going to work."

"You've made so much porridge. Are you planning to let me finish all of this alone?"

"Can... can I have some?"

In fact, Coralie was really a little afraid of sitting down with Skylar now. She was afraid that he would ask about what had happened yesterday.

"I remember roughly what happened yesterday..."

Just as Coralie took a bowl of porridge and sat down, Skylar spoke up.

"Well..."

Coralie lowered her head to drink her porridge, but her heart was pounding. During yesterday's incident, he must have mistaken her for Corrine Quincy. Otherwise, it was difficult to come up with a reasonable explanation for his behavior.