Chapter 74.2- Getting used to

What I would give to have those times back.

What an irony? The same thing I wanted to end is one of the things I wish to have back.

I reached near him to stand right in front of him while keeping some distance between us. Yet his scent is doing great job in making me forget why I am here for.

The same scent that he is aware that I am addicted to.

“Or are you here to get me arrested? Seeing that you had informed them about me being drugged?” I continued.

“I am not the informant.” He said with his usual cold eyes that I am very much used to now.

“If you are not, then why did the officers looked behind you with a meaning eyes.” I asked.

“If I did something I have absolutely no trouble in saying that out loud.” He replied.

“It must be why you had asked your PR then to cover the Keith Gardener case. Right?” I scoffed.

“Not my idea but your dad’s. But I would gladly love to tell who had snitched on you.” He smirked.