Chapter 463
She downed the last of the smoothie almost without thinking. It was cool, sweet but not cloying, and refreshingly
delightful. After finishing it, she felt a wave of comfort wash over her. Casper cover with Brock in his arms
and, seeing the empty glass on the table, frowned slightly. "Why did you drink so much smoothie? It might upset
your stomach later." "I was a bit thirsty," she replied.
After dinner, Casper drove Eliza and Brock back to their place. He had hoped to stay a bit longer, maybe play
with Brock, but Eliza shut him down with a firm, "It's late, we need to rest." "I could stay and play with Brock for a
while," he pleaded.
"Brock needs to sleep too."
"Alright then."
Not allowed inside, Casper stood by his car and lit a cigarette, taking a deep inhale. The smoke swirled into the
night sky, making the thoughts in his heart even harder to bear. The light from an upstairs window shone brightly
against the darkness, and he wondered if he might ever be welcomed into that warmth.
After Eliza put Brock to bed, she too drifted off to sleep. She didn't know how long she had been out when her
room's door silently and slowly opened. In a trance, wearing a white nightgown, she moved as if drawn by an
unseen force, through the living room and out the front door. Her bare feet felt the cold, but she walked on
without hesitation.
The night, as dark as ink, covered Oak Falls, and on the silent streets, only a solitary white figure roamed like a
ghost. At a street corner, a dark car stopped for the red light. Inside, Dillon's gaze casually swept past the
window and then froze. That familiar figure wasn't it Eliza?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe gripped the steering wheel, looking in her direction, his brow furrowing. Why was she out on the street at this
hour? And in her nightgown, without shoes? Was she out for a walk, or was she sleepwalking? Dillon remembered
that Eliza didn't have a history of sleepwalking. Yet, it was 2 a.m. according to his watch. Either way, it wasn't
safe.
He was just about to call out to Eliza when the light turned green and the car behind him honked, prompting
Dillon to drive on. As the car moved further away, he couldn't help but look back. Something was definitely
strange.
Back at the hotel, Casper hadn't gone to bed yet. He sat by the window, holding a wine glass, the red wine inside
gently swaying in the interplay of light and shadow, giving him a faintly melancholic air. "Mr. Casper, why haven't
you gone to rest?"
Casper lifted his head slightly, his gaze a bit hazy. He picked up another wine glass, poured sred wine, and
handed it to Dillon. "Joinfor a bit. I... seem to be having strouble sleeping."
Dillon gently advised him to rest.
The company had been dealing with a lot lately, and Casper was under a lot of pressure. But Dillon's intuition
told him that this insomnia had something to do with Eliza
"You can't sleep, and | think someone else couldn't either."
"Who couldn't sleep?" Casper lifted his glass, his expression weary.
Dillon thought of Eliza wandering on the street. "On my way back just now, | saw Ms. Eliza."
"Hmm?" Casper's brow furrowed slightly, puzzled. "Didn't she go back already?"
At this moment, shouldn't she be at home, putting Brock to bed?
"I don't think I mistook someone else," Dillon said.
Casper's expression tightened, filled with confusion. "Where did you see her?"
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