Chapter ２３

"Why? I simply want to get out of this city, doesn't it make you feel anything?" I asked.

Sean Matthews was not a smoker in any way.

A pair of dark eyes imprisoned me, giving me the feeling that there was nowhere for me to go or hide from the pressure they exerted.

"Come this way."

The rumbling tone of Sean Matthews's voice dropped.

Make my body tighten in an instant.

"I... I still have work to do. I’ll go out first." The thought of drinking that cup of coffee no longer interests me. I turn around and walk out of the room.

Behind Sean Matthews' couch is the only way I can go around here without being seen.

I believed that Sean Matthews would not be able to stop me as long as he remained seated.

Nevertheless, as soon as I came to the position behind Sean Matthews, I felt a sudden tightness in my arm, and terror caused the top of my head to go numb.

The cigarette that was held in Sean Matthews' hand beside the ashtray has been extinguished there.