Chapter 498

Joe meant what he'd said. "You're the only one I want to sleep with," he said. "I'm not interested in any other woman. Don't you worry."

Before falling asleep, Skylar asked for a guarantee. "If you fall in love with someone else in the future, you have to tell me," she said. "I hope I won't be the last to find out."

His gaze was piercing, as if he could see through her.

"Alright," he replied.

They made love.

Once Skylar fell asleep, Joe got out of bed and went to his study for a conference call. After the meeting, he returned to the bedroom, embraced Skylar, and kissed her forehead with a gentle smile.

He whispered, "What do you think about all day?"

Just as he was about to fall asleep, Skylar's phone vibrated on the bedside table. It was muted, so Joe only felt the vibrations. He saw it was an unknown number. He assumed it was a scam call and rejected it. The caller didn't try again.

At the Korel City coastline, waves churned under the night sky. The only person on the empty beach was a man staring at his phone, lost in thought. This was Christopher.

When Christopher called Skylar, she didn't answer. He chuckled coldly. "Do you no longer love me, Skylar? I don't believe it! You've liked me for so many years and sacrificed so much for me. How could you stop loving me so easily? You're different from those materialistic women! I was an idiot to dump you for Maisy! I'll find a way to win you back. I won't let Maisy get away with hurting you. I'll avenge you!"

He murmured to himself for a while, then checked the time. He walked to a truck parked nearby.

A man emerged, pulling up his pants. He gave a thumbs-up. "This woman is not half bad. She's got a smoking hot figure. Is she really a college student? Although she wasn't a virgin, the $200 I spent on her was worth it. Why don't I give you another $200 to go again? I'm not finished with her."

Christopher glanced at the money the middle-aged man thrust into his hand and checked the time. "Alright, I'll give you another half hour," he said.

He jumped back into the truck. Occasionally, a woman's pleading screams cut through the night.

"Stop touching me! Christopher! Christopher, you can't do this to me! Didn't you say you were going to treat me well and marry me? Don't you know you're committing a crime? The second I escape, I'm going to report this to the police!"