Chapter 175

Sensing Juan’s serious tone, Shelia clenched her fists, her emotions in turmoil. “It’s cold outside. Can you take me back?”

“To the apartment building. I won’t come up,” Juan replied.

Shelia forced a smile. “Alright, I won’t force you.”

Juan let her get into the car. At least for now, she could still stay in that apartment. It meant she still had a chance.

As night fell, true to his word, Juan didn’t accompany her upstairs. Shelia rode the elevator alone, her heart heavy with despair. Once back in her room, she went to the window, watching as Juan prepared to leave. Her gaze fell on the fruit knife on the table, and a desperate plan began to form in her mind.

Determined, she dialed his number, her heart pounding. She waited a while before he answered. Picking up the knife, she spoke into the phone, her voice filled with desperation. “Juan, I really like you. I’ve adored you for a long time, and I’ve held on all this time because of you. If you don’t care about me, I’d rather die.”

“Don’t do anything stupid,” Juan said, sensing her desperation and frowning. “Even if you hurt yourself, I won’t like you. Just face it.”

“I can’t live without you,” Shelia declared, hanging up before he could respond.

She went to the bathroom, lit some incense, and slowly undressed. She filled the bathtub with hot water and made a shallow cut on her wrist, watching the blood trickle down.

Chapter 125 + 25 BONUS

Soon, footsteps echoed in the hallway. Juan had the apartment key. He quickly unlocked the door.

“Shelia?” Juan searched the room and found the bathroom light on. He immediately pushed open the bathroom door. The room was foggy and scented with sweetness. He found the scent oddly familiar, but before he could think further, Shelia rushed into his arms. Feeling her delicate skin and warmth, he shivered and instinctively tried to push her away, but Shelia held onto his neck.

Her face was flushed and full of desire, her eyes pleading. Her voice was unusually seductive as she said, “Juan, I can’t live without you. Don’t you like me?”

Juan felt a strange sensation, unable to control the desire building within him.

“Juan, look at me. You used to love me the most.” Shelia tiptoed and kissed his lips, teasing him with her tongue.

Juan lost his senses. His mind went blank as he saw Shelia as Debra. He grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her passionately. Soon, their breaths became heavy. He pressed her against the bathroom door and kissed her to release the pent-up frustration inside him.

“Juan…” Shelia blushed intensely, rejoicing at the success of her plan.

“Debra…” Juan murmured, seeing Debra’s face overlaid on hers.