When His Eyes Opened のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 2671 - チャプター 2680

Inside the master bathroom, Eric spotted the underwear that Layla tossed into the trash can and noticed that she had not done the same to her pajamas, which were stained in blood as well.After washing her pajamas by hand as well, he took the trash outside.Layla lying on her bed was with her phone when she saw him walking out. She blurted out, "Eric, do you have a servant? Why don't you just get your servant to look after me? You should go home!"Though she was moved that Eric was willingly working as her servant, she did not want him to do chores, especially not with those beautiful hands of his that felt softer than hers."I don't have one," he said. "If you want to hire a servant, I can get one for you now."She considered it for a few moments before saying, "It's fine! I will get better soon anyways, and I swear I'll watch what I eat from now on.""Okay. Stay in bed. I will cook once I'm done with hanging the clothes," Eric said as he considered the possibility of adding mea

"Dad!" Layla ran into the guest bedroom and found him standing in front of the bed with a scowl."What's wrong?" He had only gone into the room out of curiosity and noticed that there was a mattress inside the room with traces of someone having slept on it."Dad, this is... the room Amy was using and her personal belongings are still in here... There's nothing to look at," Layla said and scanned the room. To her bewilderment, Eric was nowhere to be found."Where is he hiding?" she thought. "It's a good thing that he hid, though. If Dad finds him, we will both be dead!""Aren't you two friends? Why didn't she stay to take care of you when you are this weak?" Elliot asked."She wanted to, but I sent her home. I feel drowsy and don't really want to interact with anyone. Dad, you don't know what it feels like to have your period. You can ask Mom about it," Layla said before walking back to the kitchen."You don't want to interact with people but have enough strength to cook?""I was

Eric watched as the bedroom door closed and massaged the bridge of his nose....Meanwhile, in Edelweiss, Mike, Chad, and Ivy finished their breakfast and checked out from their rooms.Since they had already seen the auroras, it was not necessary for them to remain in this town, so they planned to head to the capital of Edelweiss.Mike had promised Ivy that he would take her to the capital after she had seen the auroras. Avery had mentioned that Ivy had been living in poverty for the past eighteen years, so it would be best to take her somewhere beautiful.The university that Lucas was studying at was situated in the capital as well so Mike intended to stay in a hotel nearby before taking Ivy to the university in the afternoon.The university he found was an ivy league school with extremely high tuition that ordinary families could not dream of affording.For someone who was able to afford that and not look down on Ivy, Mike knew that Ivy's friend had to be a good person, but si

The two took a leisurely stroll down the trail, and Mike stopped after twenty minutes."Ivy, look." He pointed to a tree that looked strong but not overly tall with countless cards hanging on it."Hahaha! I guess religion knows no bounds." Mike took Ivy to the tree and found a booth that stood a little distance away from the tree. The booth had a plate that read, 'The Wishing Booth' and another plate that read 'The Wishing Tree' by the tree.People seemed to have written their wishes on cards and hung them on the three. He walked over and glanced through some of the cards. "Um... 'Pass my exam'... 'Get my dream guy'... 'Slim down!', 'Get rich'!' He chuckled after reading a few cards aloud. "Do you want to write your own? Maybe it will come true.""I don't think I have any wishes. I feel like I'm the happiest person on earth, and it would be greedy of me to make any more wishes." She considered it in all seriousness and realized that she did not have any wish.She wanted to go wher

There was no signature."Oh, there's no signature on the card so you might need to ask around to see which one of your friends wrote this," Anne continued.Lucas held onto the card for dear life; even without a signature, he knew that it was from Irene because she was the only one who would call him Mr. Lucas'."Isn't Irene dead?" he thought. "When did she write this card? Before she died?""Ma'am, do you know how often the feedback box is opened?" he swallowed hard and asked.Anna shook her head. "I'm not so sure about that. Should I call and ask?""Please do."She picked up her phone and called the dean's secretary and asked the question on Lucas's behalf."We do it randomly, depending on my schedule. I sometimes open it once a month, sometimes once every other month, but I won't leave the box untouched for over three months at a time."The hope that rose within Lucas vanished as he was led to believe that Irene wrote him the message before her death."Why did she put it in