Chapter 18: I Thought We Can Be Friends

Sarah’s POV.

Holy crap! What drives me to enter this perilous world? I grumble but still curious about what's going on. I quietly follow Henry's steps till the girl appears from nowhere, cuddling behind Henry; my hands cover my mouth as my heart crumbles.

Henry, you’re actually a lady-killer.

“Alice?” He asks calmly, untying her hands from his upper body.

Alice's laughter fills the room and chills me to the bone. "Oh, Henry, I thought you'd be happy when I came back without injury."

The lady has long brown curly hair and an appealing face with morden make-up. She's rather tall, and in her high heel, she's even taller than Henry. She carries a sniper rifle on her shoulder and looks at Henry with flirtatious green eyes.

"Glad to see you," Henry says pensively, his voice brimming with rage as he gazes at a magnificent ceramic vase broken on the floor. "But there's no need to do this childish act."

Alice takes a step closer, her voice full of delight. "This is my hello to you."

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