Todos os capítulos de Chasing Poisonous: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

For a minute I close my eyes, trying to process his words, and then I snap my gaze at him. "Then why are you working with him?""What?""You are working with Christopher on a project, right? You said he was your investor? Then why would you want to collaborate with a dangerous man?" I quirk an eyebrow, prying at him.He becomes slightly agitated, listening to my question as his face grows dubious. "That's business, Nicole." He implies with hesitation in his tone. "It's different. You can't compare this with it." He shakes his head in disapproval and says."I don't understand how is it different? If he is so bad, then why would you agree to work with him, Peter?" I ask with irritation seeping in my tone."You don't understand, Nicole. You don't know him." His eyes brim with agony as he states. " This is not business, this is your life. You can't trust him with your life, Nicole.""Enough." I protest and stand from my chair, making Peter stumble a bit. I can't have this conversation any

Soon after the conversation that we had back at home, I discover myself settled in the passenger seat of Christopher's car. As he drives on the road, I flip my head and steal a quick glance at him. His face looks dispirited with the evident glimpse of the black marks under his eyes, and I feel awful envisioning about the suffering Christopher had been endeavoring for this long without me having the slightest hint about it. How can I be so cold-hearted? Why didn't I try to understand this before? My heart crumples immediately when I picture the scene of Christopher slumping down to the ground. It was terrible for me to watch him breaking down in front of me like that. I was surely aware that something wasn't right with his past, but I didn't know that thing had affected him so badly. I didn't know he was so broken from inside. I understand that having a memory loss is terrible, but from looking at him I always thought that he had overcome it and coped with the situation pretty well. H

"I...I.." I stutter, looking at her, not intending to be ready for a counter-question. But what am I supposed to say when I am actually clueless about this matter. It's the prime reason why I am here. I am here to know everything."Don't worry." She sighs. "I know it would be difficult for him to tell. But if he has brought you here, it means he believes in you." She gives me a small smile. "If he believes you, he would tell you everything. It's his part to tell you." There is a sudden sadness in her tone which fills my stomach with apprehension thinking about Millie's past. It's his part to tell you? What is it? Martha's words are making me more anxious to know about everything that Christopher has been hiding from me.Suddenly a flash of light strikes my face out of nowhere, making me squint my eyes. Being startled by it, I search in the direction of its source and find Christopher holding a camera. He smiles cheekily, waving the picture he has taken at me, and I glare at him. I can

Warning: Steamy scenes at the end of the chapter.I don't realize I am still holding Christopher's hand until I reach my room. It was around half-past eight in the evening when we informed Martha and left her house, and a small part of me feels incredibly sad for not getting a chance to bid a proper adieu to Millie as she was asleep. She had been such a sweet kid the entire time with Martha being an exceptionally friendly host. I could never forget the hospitality and love that she had shown to me on our very first meeting. I felt so happy because, after a long time, I've been in such a heartwarming homely atmosphere. It was really a lovely experience hanging out with them, and I hope that I'll get to see them more often.We reached home by ten and it seemed like we got back in lesser time than I actually expected. I guess it was because during the entire ride my mind couldn't stop itself from pondering about the horrible truth that Christopher had disclosed to me about his past. It

He studies my face, still carrying a stern expression as he asks. "Why did Colby call you?"I groan in irritation and answer. "That's because I have called him. I didn't know where you were so I called him to know if he had any information about you..""How could you trust someone whom you have barely even met?" He questions all of a sudden, making my eyes grow wide in surprise."What do you mean?" I ask, not believing what I have just heard from him. Isn't he the one who told me that Colby was one of his nicest friends?"How could you trust Colby when you don't even know him?" He questions with an ugly scowl taking over his face."Are you serious?" I let out a frustrated chuckle and shake my head. "How can you say that about Colby? He is your friend, Christopher." I know it's not him but his jealousy that is speaking right now."Yes, he is my friend, and you were talking to him behind my back." He accuses, making a disgusted face. Seriously? What is it with men and their freakishly j