Todos los capítulos de Don't Eat Me, Mister Cold: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

"No!" Amber dodged from the mouth of the bottle. "Don't poison me!" "Don’t be afraid, Darling. It won't take you to hell. You'll instead taste heaven on earth," the man whispered before gripping his victim's chin tighter. When the water entered her mouth, Amber quickly spouted it. Seeing that the woman was still able to resist, the man growled. "Drink it!" However, every time he lifted the bottom of the bottle, Amber always managed to spill the poured water. Feeling annoyed, the man threw a hard slap. Instantly, the woman lowered her head with furrowed brows and closed eyes. An intense dizziness had shaken her brain. "You should have obeyed earlier, Sweetie. Now, drink!" In the semi-conscious state, Amber complied. Although she was choking and coughing, she kept to be force-fed until there was no water left. The bullies were getting excited to see it. They laughed contentedly while imagining the smoldering night. "Nice," the gang leader sighed before stealing a peck from the sli

"You are infertile?" Amber sighed in disbelief. Her gaze could not be separated from the gleam of eyes that radiated sadness. “Please don't spread the news, but yeah … I am. Because of that, I got angry when you accused me of being impotent.” Adam shrugged while forcing a smile. The woman blinked in confusion. The information seemed odd to her. After a brief contemplation, she broke the silence through a faint snort. "Stop lying to me! I'm not stupid. You think I forgot the baby in the photo? You already have a child." "That was what in my mind too. I thought the cute baby was my son. But it turns out ... no," Adam said in a lower voice. The wrinkles on Amber's face suddenly faded. She knew the man beside her wasn't joking. "What happened?" she asked sharply. Her concern might not be heard. “I used to love my wife very much. Even though we have been married for years without having children, we survive and struggle together. Can you imagine how happy I was when I found out she wa

"Sorry I call you now. I was still with Julian and Mia earlier. So, how are you doing? What do you mean everything's under control? Have you left the cottage? Or maybe, you’ve killed that jerk?" Hearing how Sebastian called him, Adam gave a faint snort. As he continued to walk towards the chair by the window, he said, "Sorry. Amber is sleeping. When she wakes up, I'll make sure she calls you right away." The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Adam's voice managed to surprise the caller. "Who is this? Where's Amber?" Sebastian asked in a confused tone. "Amber is sleeping." Adam repeated the statement with more emphasis. "You don't have to worry. She's fine." In an instant, Sebastian's snort rattled the speakerphone. "Are you Mr. Smith?" Hearing the cynical tone, Adam smiled lopsidedly. "Yes." "Is Amber really sleeping? You didn't keep her in a room, did you?" "You have high imaginations, Sir. But no, I'm not a psychopath," Adam said in a low voice. His expression was hard to rea

"Aren't you going to teach me? But, why are you bringing that shovel?" Amber asked when she found Adam walking towards the door. The man was in outdoor costume. "I have to get some wood from the barn. Our stock is running low." After a blink, the woman reached for her coat. "Then I'm coming. So next time, I can do this job for you." Hearing Miss Lim's initiative, Adam furrowed his brows. "You're not a spoiled girl anymore, apparently." "Since in the first place, I wasn't. You're the only one who judged me that way," Amber replied as she grabbed the flashlight and patted Mr. Cold's arm. "Let's hurry!" Excitedly, the woman led the way. She didn't know that Adam was staring at the traces of her touch. “That girl … does she still not know? You always make a big mess in my heart, Amber." He followed as the sigh of despair escaped his mouth. While Adam was busy shoveling the snow that blocked the barn door, Amber looked up at the star-filled sky. Her face was sad and full of longing.

Hearing the defense, the designer was stunned. "You came all the way here with an empty brain?" "No. I know a lot about jewelry. It's just that, I haven't thought about the brand yet. I'd like to just learn the basics for now. After that, I’ll think of going a step further." "What kind of jewelry do you want to make?" Adam interrupted loudly. Amber shrugged hesitantly. "I don't know. Maybe bracelets, necklaces, earrings—all the luxurious jewelry." Adam snorted and looked away. "You insist on learning from the best designer. But it turns out, your intentions aren't clear." "My intentions are clear. I love jewelry. I want to make the best of it and give my first piece to little Evans to keep my promise," Amber said without feeling guilty. "But that's not enough, Miss Lim. Jewelry isn't just a symbol of luxury. It's also about the message you want to convey through it." Seeing the firmness in Adam's eyes, Amber was silent. Her hand secretly gripped the book tighter. "Today, think