All Chapters of Hidden Mate: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Edgar opened his small eyes with dark circles. He yawned as he lifted his hands and stretched. The sun was shining brightly at the East, shimmering down to his eyes that resembled a lake in a desert. He then walked forward to open the window. Outside there were melodies of birds that were pleasant to hear, whistling sweetly in the air. Welcoming the morning, a smile drew on his pinkish thin lips. Morning makes him happy somehow; giving him an excuse from the memories of last night. But as soon as he looked down and saw the bandage around his right hand, his beam evaporated. Slowly, he removed the bandage. There was still blood on the bandage, but his flesh is clear. The painful wound was gone. After fighting with Isaac, Edgar hid in the dark and shifted into his beast form. He, then, healed himself before going back to Vincent’s house. “You are here!” Edgar hid the bandage behind him as soon as he heard the voice of Joel. He looked back and smiled at him. “Good morning, Joel!

The bakeshop that became famous because of their delicious cheese bread, just started their shop today. Tons of apartments were built at the Paju street, but today, there's only a few small houses scattered perpendicularly along the road. It was as if the time reversed years ago when Jasmine was walking down their neighborhood from school. Tanned skin, rigid small eyes, straight nose and tall; she's the most beautiful volleyball player at her sports club. Busy at sports activities, she always goes to practice every Saturday. But today, practice was canceled so she's on her way home. [ “Old Sis Maxine, I found your necklace at the...] Jasmine was typing a text to her brother's best friend. However, she stopped in the middle of typing and erased the words in her message box. "My brother and Maxine are probably together right now," she thought. Ever since, Jasmine knew her brother's feelings for Maxine. And she wasn't against it! Instead, Jasmine wanted them to end up together. "He

White cottons drifted slowly across the sky. As Adler watched the clouds above, he remembered the old Motown verse: "I've got sunshine on a cloudy day." 'Peeep!' a loud horn whooped. Realizing it wasn't the time to enjoy the morning sky in the middle of the road, Adler gradually lifted his foot from the brake; moving North in a slow pace to fill the limited space in the citified way. Adler knew that he should deal with lots of cars, bicyclists, buses, pedestrians and one way streets while driving on the metropolis, so he had to be careful and pay more attention in driving, or else an accident might occur. However, he couldn’t focus on the road because he’s been recalling his sister’s words. When Adler went to Chandler’s house to visit his sister, he heard her chanting repeated words like: [ “It's not me! This necklace isn't mine! And I don't know whoever owned this! I don't know!” ] In Jasmine’s hand, she was holding a gold necklace while trembling in fear. Witnessing those, Ad

Brett exited the bathroom and the steam scattered like thin clouds. Wearing only white robe and boxers underneath, he collapsed on his bed with a grunt. “Ahhhh. That was so refreshing~” He does not want to sleep with wet hair because it’s uncomfortable. But he was feeling lazy to blow his hair or to do his skincare routine. “I am already pretty so I don’t need it,” he said with his lips protruding acutely. He rolled sideward and now his bare chest rested on the soft mattress. Then, he raised his feet, putting all the weight underneath his bending knees. The back of his hands supported his chin while his elbows rested above the bed. “What’s the point of being handsome? That woman never looks at me the way I want.” After asking this question to himself, Brett looked at the big werewolf stuffed toy that he got from winning in the dart game in the Amusement park. The stuffed toy, which was leaning against the headboard, occupied almost a quarter of his bed. Brett narrowed his pur

Maxine’s POV When the brain and the heart both are on overload, getting away is the only chance to survive.And so, I ran.I ran fast.My body was on flight mode, it only focused on my escape.It stayed in my head as if they were pictured in slow-motion. I could feel the scream of my lungs and the will of my soaring muscles to go beyond what exercise could demand. In this moment, I am least proud of who I am, for I failed to be a good woman.Catching my breath, I stopped in nowhere. Everything around me looks the same, except the fountain in the middle of a huge garden. If I came back near the entrance, that means Chandler is now way too far from me. But the guilt stayed close in my heart. I shut my eyes and soon regretted. Because the second dark invaded my sight, I vividly remembered what happened before I came here.Chandler’s soft lips.His shaking eyes.And his tears.I let him kissed my lips even though I know I love Adam.And worst, I could not bring myself to wipe my mouth