chapter199
chapter199
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He turned and saw the swelling on Claudine’s forehead, instinctively reaching out his hand.
Claudine slapped his hand away, pushed open the car door, and got out.
The night sea breeze was bone-chilling. The cold sweat on Claudine’s back was whipped by the wind, and her mind, muddled by fear, suddenly cleared.
She leaned against a black reef, retching repeatedly. Only after a long while did her heart finally begin to settle.
Damian sat in the car, watching the woman outside.
His hand rested on the car door handle, but he couldn’t bring himself to open it.
This was the second time he had lost control!
The last time, when he had his hands around Claudine’s neck, he had lost his mind just like now, unable to control himself!
Ever since Darla was born, it had been a long time since something like this had happened.
And now, in just a single month, it had happened twice….
Damian looked at his right hand, a long-lost sense of fear rising in his heart.
His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. After a while, he forced himself to regain his composure.
When Damian looked up again, Claudine was standing two meters away outside the car.
Even he couldn’t say why he kept losing control because of Claudine.
He hated the feeling of being out of control, hated that he had become like this because of a woman.
Damian pushed open the car door and walked toward Claudine.
Claudine, who had finally managed to calm herself, sensed Damian approaching and reacted like a startled animal.
“Don’t come any closer!”
In her panic, Claudine grabbed a stone at random and raised it high, trying to ward Damian off.
Damian saw the fear in her eyes.
She was afraid of him…
That look in her eyes was like a knife pressed against Damian’s heart, making him afraid to step forward.
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“I’m sorry…”
He apologized softly, but his words were carried away by the sea breeze.
Damian let his arms hang limply at his sides, his Adam’s apple moving up and down several times, but in the end, he
said nothing.
He called Lindsay and asked her to come pick Claudine up.
After hanging up, the two of them just stood there, two meters apart.
The sea wind whipped their coats, making them flap loudly, but the silence between them was suffocating.
Lindsay arrived quickly.
“Mr. Barrette, the photos taken in the exhibition hall have all been dealt with.”
Damian nodded.
He glanced at Claudine. The swelling on her forehead had not yet gone down.
“Take her back to Belmont Estates and have a doctor look at her forehead injury.”
Only then did Lindsay notice Claudine’s injury. She was shocked inside, but her expression barely changed.
“Mrs. Barrette, let me take you home!”
Claudine got into the car with Lindsay.
On the beach, only Damian was left.
The pitch-black sea looked like a dormant beast, ready to leap out and devour everything at any moment.
Damian stared at the sea, pulling a cigarette from his pocket.
The wind was so strong that it took him several tries to light the cigarette.
As the smoke passed through his lungs, he couldn’t help but cough, his chest feeling as if something was pressing down on it, making it hard to breathe.
His phone rang. It was a call from Audrey.
Damian looked at the caller ID and pressed the hang-up button.
He tossed the cigarette aside, crushed it under his toe, and got back into the car.
Desmond was a little surprised when he got the call.
The manager of his bar called to say that Mr. Barrette was drunk and asked him to come over.
Desmond soothed the woman in his arms, got dressed, and hurried to the bar.
By the time he arrived, there were already quite a few empty bottles on the table in front of Damian.
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Desmond drew in a sharp breath.
“Dami, are you trying to drink my place dry?”
Damian lifted his eyelids and glanced at Desmond.
He drained the glass in his hand, picked up the bottle and shook it, only to find it empty.
Damian pushed the empty bottle aside and called for more drinks.
Desmond waved the waiter away.
He sat down beside Damian.
“Dami, you’re drunk. Let me take you home!”
Damian said nothing, but he also refused to get up.
Desmond had seen all the news online.
He could more or less guess why Damian was drinking.
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He had never dared to bring up the last incident with Dami, but seeing Dami in such pain, he felt uncomfortable too.
“Dami, you came here to drink because of your wife, didn’t you!”
Damian’s hand paused on the glass, but he said nothing, downing the drink in one gulp.
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