The faint smile that used to hang at the corner of his lips had disappeared, and even his complexion bore a hint of paleness.
Daniel Harris couldn’t help but be a little surprised, "Mr. Kinston, what’s wrong with you?"
Kyle Kinston took a deep breath, "Nothing." These three words were almost forced out from his thin lips.
The next moment, Kyle had already opened the car door, got in, and leaned heavily against the back seat, saying to the driver, "Take me home."
The pain in his body... was starting again, signaling the impending pain of the Full Moon. This kind of pain surged through his body, telling him what he craved...
Kyle Kinston returned home and walked into the bedroom, seeing the person on the bed still in a deep sleep. The residual pain in his body had subsided on the way back, but the moment he saw her, the pain seemed to spread through his body again, driven by his desire for her...
Why was her phone left with Daniel Harris, and what happened between her and Daniel tonight?
In the car, she might not even realize that there was a trace of panic when she answered his question. He had too many doubts, but in the end, he didn’t ask.
Afraid that knowing the answer would be worse than ignorance.
"Kyle, do you know? Sometimes living too clearly is not a good thing, live a little more muddled, just knowing what you want to know is better." That’s what his father told him.
When his father was clear-headed, he was always in pain; when he was mad, perhaps he was a bit happier.
At least when his father was mad, he could imagine that his mother loved him, that he and his mother could grow old together, that they could spend a lifetime together, that he could imagine his mother was still alive...
"Mabel, can I be muddled for once?" Kyle walked to the bedside, leaned over, and gently stroked Mabel Quinn’s cheek with his fingers, speaking softly.
The person on the bed remained in a deep sleep, not answering his words.
He smiled lightly, "This time, I choose to be muddled just because I love you. Mabel, you love me, and you can only love me; you can’t be moved by anyone else. Even if that person once shared life and death with you, even if that person once was a regret in your heart, even if that person has lingered in your memory for so many years, you can’t anymore."
Even if Daniel Harris hadn’t recognized Mabel, even if Daniel didn’t believe Mabel’s words, making Mabel’s heart cold, he still couldn’t feel at ease.
It’s as if there is a feeling telling him that Daniel Harris will always be trouble, destined to make him restless.
When Mabel Quinn woke up the next day, she was startled to find her phone on the bedside table.
"How did my glasses end up here?" she asked Kyle Kinston, who was already dressed.
"I had someone ask around at the tavern yesterday, and it just happened that your phone was found by the staff." Kyle said flatly.
"I’m glad it was found; otherwise, replacing a phone would be quite troublesome." Mabel said with a relieved smile.
Kyle walked up to her, bent down, and kissed her forehead, "Alright, be more careful next time."
"If you’re free after work today, come back early. I’ll send a car to pick you up," Kyle said.