Chapter 517 - 516: Sleeping Together at Night
Cherish Turner stood at the entryway, looking at the dark apartment, biting her lip in annoyance.
Was she too late?
Heavy footsteps sounded from behind. She stiffened and turned around suddenly, only to see him standing behind her. He was only wearing a shirt and trousers without a suit jacket. He held a packet of cigarettes in his hand, clearly about to get a smoke. She finally realized, he must’ve gone out to buy cigarettes.
She looked at him, his cold handsome face always devoid of emotions. Perhaps it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a hint of sorrow in his slightly knitted brows. She noticed some stubble on his firm chin. He was always clean and heroic, how could he have such a haggard side?
Somewhat saddened, she surprisingly felt upset.
Cherish Turner stood in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then raised the bag in her hand, looked at him cautiously, smiled and said, "I didn’t have time to cook, so I bought some takeout. Not sure if it’s good or not, want to try some?" With that, she turned on the wall light and walked into the apartment.
William Griffith stayed silent as the light suddenly brightened.
He closed the door behind him, walked into the living room, and sat down on the sofa to have a smoke again.
Cherish placed the food on a plate and brought it to the coffee table. She noticed his persistent smoking and felt either irritated or concerned. For the first time, she jerked the cigarette from his hand and crushed it in the ashtray, "Stop smoking, eat first."
William Griffith slowly looked up, his gaze cold.
Cherish became somewhat nervous, "Smoking is bad for your health."
She stood in front of him with her head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong. But her obstinate stature told him just how much she insisted on being herself.