Second Chance, Too Good to be true のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

“Lydia, don't you dare think of returning to that bastard for my sake,” Carson said with firmness in his tone. He forgot that his arm was injured and tried reaching for her face. “Ah” Carson groaned in pain and his hand was forced back to the bed. “You see, all I have been causing you are problems and now pain. He almost had you killed, if you had died, what would happen to Gary and the rest of us? I would live my entire life in guilt while Gary would completely be alone” Lydia cried, her delicate face red. “Carson, you don't deserve all this, you are a good man, and I'm not the right person for you. I've done nothing for you, but you've done so many favors for me that I can never repay” Lydia cried softly. Carson was touched by her words, he could feel his pain becoming deeper than it was. “That's what you believe, but I know that you've brought so much light into my life. You've made me feel this warmth that others have been unable to stir in me” Carson muttered, though his mou

The girl drank almost half of the water and slightly pushed it away from her lips. She had drank to her satisfaction and burped. Khloé looked at her teacher and smiled. “Thank you for being the nicest teacher ever” Khloé smiled at her, her voice so cute and her face innocent. “The teacher who used to be here wasn't so nice to any of us, but thankfully you came along.” Ophelia, who was squatting, stood up and sat beside Khloé. None of the girl's words touched her, she couldn't care less about anything she said. She was so happy that her mission had been completed, and she could focus on her next target. “ Teacher “Khloe called her teacher, who was lost in her wicked thoughts. “Erm… I love all of you and that's why I became a teacher to treat you kindly and impart knowledge” Ophelia smiled and tugged Khloé's cheek, gently. “Let's go to the class,” Ophelia said and helped her from the chair. They both sauntered to the class with an entirely different happiness in their hearts. *

Amelia shook the glass in her hand, rotating the champagne on it. She smirked and took both the bottle and glass to the restroom. She emptied them and washed them vigorously. She then dumped them in the trash can in her room. Amelia sighed and walked to her wardrobe. Instead of bringing out a dress, she brought two large plastic bags, which would be used in wrapping their bodies up. She walked to the bed and dropped the plastic bags, she left the room and went to call her maid. Her maid was her accomplice. The woman couldn't refuse the large sum of money that was attached to the task and anyway, she didn't have to kill them. If there were any complications, she would be free from any charges. She intended to go to another country after tonight. She wasn't ready to risk her freedom. The maid and Amelia returned to the room, and they began wrapping the bodies in each plastic bag, after wrapping them, they used ropes to secure them. Amelia personally took care of the other glasses

Alma held her cheek in pain and tears slipped from her eyes, she couldn't believe that he slapped her. George had never raised his hand to her in the past. He was always gentle with her and treated her like a queen, but today he treated her like a mere servant. George turned away and rubbed his forehead gently, he didn't mean to hit, but she provoked him with all her yelling. Alma was about to walk away, but George grabbed her arm and pulled her to himself, she kept wriggling from his tight grip. She was offended. “Please release me right now” Alma pleaded and cried dramatically. “George, leave me!.” George hugged her to himself and tightened his arms around her. The moment he embraced her, her anger melted like wax.“You angered me with your constant talking and gibbering. You should know that I have never loved Lydia, it has always been you. If I win this case, then we can make Lydia our servant including the child” George said. She pulled away from him and pursed her lips. Ge

They kissed again, but this time it was more affectionate and sweet. They pulled away from each other and smiled. “I should kiss Khloé and Gary goodnight then go to my room,” Lydia said with a little smile and stood up from the bed. “Why?” Lydia raised her eyebrows, perplexed. “Why what?” “I mean, why sleep in your room, why not stay here with me?” Carson requested. Carson had a sly smile on his lips without knowing. Though he had good intentions, his body language was telling something else. She was doubtful about sleeping so close to him throughout the night. They had been close to each other but not for that long, she didn't know what her reaction would be if he tried touching her sexually. Kissing was fun and tolerable, but having sex, scared her. She didn't know how to act normally with a man because her previous sex life had been filled with struggles. Carson was meant for her, and that's why he could charm her and pull her out of the loveless darkness that overwhelmed h