บททั้งหมดของ The Cursed Beauty and his Beast: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Henrick’s “Damn it.” I grunt under my breath. I’ve been looking around the campus but until now I haven’t found Irvin yet. I’ve already asked some of his classmates, still I didn’t get any information that will lead me to him. I’ve even checked the teacher’s lounge hoping that anyone from the faculty had seen him. Still none. “Evans,” I lift my head to where the voice is. A group of students were staring down at me from the second floor. Some of them were familiar to me but I can’t remember exactly what their names are. “What miracles happened to someone from the privileged students roaming around the lobby? Alone.” The tone of his voice gives me the vibes that they are not someone who’s worth for my time. I don’t have the time to stoop down to their level. Instead I started walking away from them. “Is it Walker that you’re looking for?” The moment he mentions Irvin’s name, my body starts to

Meanwhile, Oliver and Zeke were roaming around the busiest spot in the city. Both were ecstatic to see Pub Lane for the first time. “Are you sure about this?” Zeke asks his companion who seems to be enjoying the music that is coming from the bar. “Of course. I heard this place is good. And a lot of girls go here.” He assured him but seemed not to convince the other. Earlier that night, while they were playing playstation at Zeke’s place, Oliver had an idea that could change their plan for tonight. He had been intrigued by this place since it was opened to the public weeks ago. Though he already tried inviting the others to try this new bar and a lot is happening to Henrick until now they haven’t visited the place yet with the others. Zeke followed his lead. They entered the pub that was already crowded with people. There’s a long queue on the side of the entrance but Oliver didn’t need to. He nodded at the bouncer and gave him

“Are you sure that you’re not staying here tonight?” Herman asked as the two exited the door of their home. It’s already past eleven and Hillary so far has fallen asleep. “No need, Mr. Williams. I still need to finish some of my assignments tonight.” Irvin explained. “But I’ll probably be here on Hillary’s birthday.” The old man bobbed his head. “Ok then. Be careful on your way home.” Irvin and Henrick waved goodbye to the couple until they reached the sedan that parked on the entrance of their gate. Henrick opened the car door for Irvin before he finally took his seat beside him. “I can’t believe you’re also good with kids.” Irvin tried to tease Henrick on their way home. But he acted cold and didn’t even show any reaction to him. Different from how he acted earlier. “What’s wrong?” Irvin asked. Baffled. “I am still mad at you.” Henrick stated. Behaving a toddler sulking for not buying the toys that he wants. “What? Why?” Irvin already knows that it has something to do with wh

At Boone’s condo unit, the two are still waiting for Henrick’s message. Two hours had passed but until now Henrick hadn't sent the location, even with Boone’s texts he didn’t respond to any of it. “Still nothing?” Finn lazily asked. His right leg was hooked at the couch’s backrest as his back lay straight at its seats. Hand nonstop putting the popcorn kernel in his mouth. One by one while he blankly watches Boone getting annoyed. At this point he is no longer starving but instead bored. Boone forbade him from watching any movie—or even checking his social media at all—because they would go out as soon as they got the information from Henrick. Boone exhaled. Almost infuriated. “I can’t take it anymore.” He ran to the main door and was about to exit if only he wasn’t stopped by the hand on his arm. It’s Finn. He charged towards him to stop him from leaving his place. Everything happened in such a short period of time that Finn didn’t realize that the bucket of popc

Finn’sBoone woke me up earlier than usual. I was wincing at the bed when I felt him shake my tired body. Whispering his plan for today. I hardly protest at his request but he’s annoyingly persistent that I end up being dragged inside the school with an exhausted body.An hour before our classes we arrive at the campus’ parking lot. Zeke’s Toyota Camry and Moe’s Dodge Charger are already on their parking spot but the other two—plus my spot—are all still vacant. I released a sigh. My eyes are still struggling to stay awake and my body is still sore from—oh my god. I don’t want to think about it right now. It’s too much for my brain to handle.“Are you still in pain? Should I drive you to the hospital?” Boone is already outside of his car. He kneeled down beside me, his left hand was caressing my lower back while the other was wiping the sweats forming on my head with the handkerchief. He’s a little bit panicked. I’m still inside the passenger’s seat when I felt dizzy.“No need.” I repl