Chapter 219 There Is A Difference
That night was destined to be a sleepless night..
The night wind rustled the heavy curtains. Eileen emerged from the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel. She walked over to the bedside table, attempting to charge her broken. phone. The screen had a crack in it. It had been fine during the day, but now the charging was intermittent.
Suddenly, a call notification popped up. The familiar phone number made her heart tighten.
She didn’t answer. Instead, she watched the phone automatically disconnect again and again.
She thought they would give up, but then messages kept coming for several days.
One read: I know you don’t go to bed this early.
Another wrote: You’re misbehaving again, Eileen.
Another message read: Answer the phone! Otherwise, I don’t mind making a personal visit to the Smith residence.
Eileen held her breath, her heartbeat pounding along with it.
She quickly received another video.
It was in the car….
He sent another message saying: You don’t want it to be seen by others either, right? Good girl.
When exactly did he take the picture?
She simply had no idea.
Eileen felt as if her entire b*dy had plunged into an ice cellar, a wave of coldness enveloping
her
Buzz’ Buzz’ Buzz!
The phone vibrated He had called again.
After waiting for half a minute, just as the call was about to end. Fileen finally answered the phone
With as calm a voue as possible he asked “What exactly are you trying for de
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Eileen heard the sound of the shower from his end. His breathing was also very heavy.
Little did she know, Eric was lying in the cold bathtub, using the bone-chilling water to quench the unquenchable desire within him.
In the murky water, a solid object stood erect.
As he held it in his hand, it stirred up ripples on the water.
“I’ve sent you a piece of text. Read it out to me.”
After Eileen read it, her expression turned awkward. This was because the text Eric had sent was from the twenty-seventh chapter of The Vine of Desire, specifically the part about the grapevine.
She recognized every single character, but when they were put together, Eileen could only feel her face flushing red with embarra*sment.
“Don’t go too far.”
She was not a fool, as she knew what the person on the phone was insinuating.
“Defying me? You should know there’s nothing I wouldn’t do. Don’t think you’re safe just because you’re in the Smith residence! Nancy is back. How long do you think you can stay? Huh?”
A pang of pain seemed to prick Eileen’s heart, realizing that Eric knew everything.
The person on the phone fell silent for over ten seconds.
“Hurry up and read!”
Eileen’s heart skipped a beat. She bit her l*p, speaking word by word. “In the brocade tent, an intense atmosphere radiated from under the embroidered quilt. Behold the fragrant skin of the shining pair…”
Her voice was delicate, as if gently stroking the strings of a harp. The lingering melody wrapped around the room and softly found its way into a man’s heart.
Accompanied by the heavy panting of the man on the other end of the phone, Eileen wished she could cover her ears to avoid his repulsive voice,
Half an hour pa*sed, and just as the last sound fell, Eileen had finished reading
Feeling ashamed she hung up the phone
In the latter part of the night another call came through Edeen didn Canswer it not knowing
who it was.
She found it truly bizarre. She was certain she had already blocked Eric’s number. How could he still manage to get through from the blacklist?
Lost in thought, Eileen drifted off to sleep in her bed.
The alarm clock rang at half past six.
Groggily, Eileen got up and descended the stairs, where the housekeeper had already prepared breakfast.
“Ms. Eileen, didn’t Mr. Smith come downstairs with you?”
Eileen responded, “He’s probably still sleeping.”
“When I went to wake him up earlier, there was no one in his room.”
Eileen thought about how Jasper had already left last night and probably hadn’t returned all night.
A hint of unease flashed across Eileen’s face. “He must have gone out for some company business.”
“I see.”
When Eileen stepped out of the house, she felt a sense of unease in her heart.
I wonder if it’s because the exam is tomorrow.
That’s why I’m feeling a bit nervous.
Petalburg High School
Students started to arrive for cla*s around eight o’clock.
“You say there’s nothing, but something big happened in Primas Plaza yesterday. It seems like Chandler was killed by someone. I saw it all. I was right there in Primas Plaza, but I had no idea who was responsible. Police cars and ambulances were everywhere. I overheard a room service staff member saying that the ground was covered in blood. It was likely a brutal
scene.”
“Who on earth has Chandler upset to end up getting beaten so badly?”
A girl wearing the same school uniform burst into the group of girls who had just started chatting. She was holding an entertainment magazine in her hand “Quick look! There’s breaking news.”
“What? The one who hit him was Jasper? Can you see who he was holding? It doesn’t seem to be Eileen!”
On the magazine cover, Jasper was holding a person with long golden hair in his arms, who was also wearing a black coat. The paparazzi didn’t manage to capture the woman’s face clearly, only a vague profile. Judging from her figure, she didn’t resemble Eileen at all.
Many women were holding virtually the same magazine in their hands.
It seems they all thought of something, “Oh my, could it be Jasper who hit someone?”
Chandler was also a spoiled rich kid. The wealthy moved in the same circles, and there was no one who didn’t know about Chandler’s notorious escapades.
It was not too hard to guess. Most likely, this woman had caught Chandler’s eye, and Jasper went to rescue her. That was how she was brought out of the hotel.
The magazine publisher was the same as before; the one who photographed Eileen and Jasper for the same magazine.
This time, Eileen also found out.
Due to the magnitude of this incident, messages about Jasper were currently being pushed on mobile phones.
Eileen gazed downwards, fl*pping through the photos taken by the paparazzi. It turned out that Jasper had gone to rescue Nancy the previous night.
Eileen felt bitter, but she had already experienced such things countless times. Her heart had long since grown numb.
Clutching her inactive phone tightly in her hand, she focused on the task at hand.
First, she turned off the phone. Then, she removed the battery.
Benjamin approached, holding a stack of the latest edition of exercise books. He tossed them to Eileen. “Is your phone broken?”
“It’s fine. It’s still usable”
Since their last conversation, Benjamin had been gradually increasing his interactions with
her
Eileen also understood why Jason would say that Benjamin was a psycho
He had won
awards of all sizes at school
He had also established his own tech studio abroad.
The studio wasn’t large, but it had already generated a substantial amount of money and even had its own patented technology.
Eileen was not someone who could afford to not devote herself wholeheartedly to her
studies.
“Your exam is tomorrow. Aren’t you nervous?”
Eileen glanced at his upper b*dy, clad in a Blake sweatshirt. He rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s alright. For me, it’s just an ordinary exam. If you’re feeling nervous, you can always do more workbooks.”
The academic prodigy certainly speaks differently!
Eileen looked at the exercise books, which were not easily available in bookstores. Benjamin had given them all to her. Eileen expressed her gratitude with a simple “Thank you.”
Benjamin and Jason went to the playground to play ball.
Eileen set aside all distractions and focused on the task at hand.
When Eileen saw Jasper and Nancy together, a thought crossed her mind. If they truly reconciled, she might just wish them well.
