All Chapters of Opening My Eyes to Reality: Chapter 681 - Chapter 690

Cheryl opened the door once she and Elias stepped out of the elevator. The motion-sensor light in the entryway flicked on, filling the small space with a warm glow."Make yourself comfortable. I'll see what's in the fridge," she said before hurrying off to the kitchen.They were both adults. Inviting a man over for dinner seemed to imply what would naturally follow. She understood what would happen next. Her thoughts were a little scattered, and her brows knitted slightly.After a moment, she opened the fridge. Inside were some fresh vegetables she had bought a few days ago, a steak, and some frozen shrimp. She took a deep breath, rolled up her sleeves, and got to work. The sound of running water filled the kitchen as she washed the vegetables. She could vaguely hear faint sounds coming from the living room, likely Elias exploring her apartment.A pure white blanket draped over the couch, a half-read book sat on the coffee table, and a few thriving plants hung from the ceiling ou

So, Benjamin knew exactly when Elias had gone in and how long he'd stayed. He'd also witnessed the scene of Cheryl seeing Elias off. From the moment they walked out together to when they looked at each other when the car window was rolled down—each frame was like a needle stabbing into his heart.Cheryl instinctively stepped back a half step. Her voice trembled slightly as she anxiously tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, trying to mask the lingering emotions from earlier."What are you doing here?"Benjamin didn't answer. He just approached her, step by step, the oppressive air rolling off him, making it hard to breathe. He stopped in front of her and looked down his nose at her. The jealousy that burned in his eyes was something she'd never seen before."Why? Did I interrupt you?"Cheryl frowned. That tone wasn't what she wanted. "Mr. Zimmerman, thank you for today, but that's it. If there's nothing else, I'm going upstairs."The streetlight shone on Benjamin's tense ex

Cheryl flopped heavily onto the couch, her thoughts a chaotic mess. She suddenly craved a drink—desperately.She got up, her bare feet crossing the cold marble floor as she walked over to the bar counter in the corner of the dining room. Above the bar hung a glass liquor cabinet.Rubbing her eyes hard, she tried to erase the images from earlier from her mind.She pulled out an unopened bottle of whiskey. Came to think of it, this was her first time drinking alone at home. In the past, she had to be on call for Benjamin 24/7, and if she drank, she wouldn't be able to drive. So, even on her days off, she never drank.There was no bottle opener at home, so she simply twisted the cap open with brute force. The spicy scent of the liquor instantly filled the air. Not bothering with a glass, she tilted her head back and downed a big gulp. The burn of the whiskey slid down from her throat to her stomach, making her wince.She cradled the bottle in her arms as she sank back onto the couch.

No wonder Cheryl used to follow Benjamin around like a loyal mutt. With his god-tier looks, even Lucille had to admit she liked what she saw.She immediately stepped forward. "You must be Mr. Zimmerman. I've heard a lot about you from my sister. I'm so pleased to meet you. I'm Lucille Gerwin."Benjamin was a little confused, his expression cold and tinged with slight annoyance.Vanessa introduced, "Mr. Zimmerman, she's Cheryl's younger sister."Cheryl's sister? Benjamin's gaze lingered a moment longer.Lucille wore a pale yellow dress, and when she smiled, two small dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, making her look youthful and energetic—the complete opposite of her sister, who was always in dark suits and carried an air of meticulousness in everything she said and did.Benjamin only gave a low grunt in acknowledgment, his voice stiff from having his thoughts interrupted earlier. He continued walking ahead.Sensing his aloofness, Lulu stepped a little closer, backpac

Benjamin stood with his hands in his pockets, his tall frame exuding an overwhelming presence.He studied Lucille, a hint of scrutiny in his eyes. "Do you just not want your sister to come pick you up?"Lucille's eyes flashed with panic, and she shook her head reflexively. "No! I just don't want to trouble her…"Benjamin completely ignored her explanation. He walked straight to the desk, picked up the office phone, and hovered his finger over the dial pad. "I remember your sister's number. Should I call her now?"Lucille's heart thumped loudly. Watching his fingers above the buttons, she suddenly realized the situation might be spiraling out of her control. She didn't understand why Benjamin was so fixated on having Cheryl pick her up, and he really did seem particularly insistent.But with his cold expression and the relentless determination in his posture, it seemed as if she had no way to refuse.Losing his patience, Benjamin didn't spare her another glance. Instead, he walked