Chapter 50

JUNE

It took less than ten minutes for Kristen to march to my room. He knocked thrice on the door and let himself in without waiting for my permission. Seems that he's aware I won't even do that.

He's dressed in the same clothes he wore yesterday, which means he either slept in that whore's house or went to a bar…

Well, that's not my problem. I don't care what he does with his life.

“June,” he called as he took a step towards me, only to pause when I narrowed my eyes at him. “Uhm… Doll… When did you return?”

He looked nervous as he ran his fingers through his hair, unconsciously tapping his toes like he does most of the time when he's super nervous.

I didn't reply to his question. Instead, I popped some fries into my mouth and slowly chewed on them, pretending as if there was no one in front of me.

“Doll?”

I slowly raised my head to look into his eyes, trying not to take in his wrinkled clothes and tousled hair.

What would it have taken him to change out of those clothes before