Chapter 582 How Long Will It Takes to Torture Him?
On the other side, in Jewel City, which was full of luxury, as it had been five years ago, the men were wrapped in an elite shell, but a dissipated heart was hidden under the mask. The women tied up their hair, but a seductive monster was in her heart. The place was full of money and desire.
The streets were not quiet in the early hours of the morning. It was as noisy as it was during the day, and the night gave the city an ambiguous feeling.
Today was the most special day for Huston. Five years ago, something had happened to the car that had escorted Evelyn. Every time thought this thing, Huston would lose control of his emotions. He didn't want to do anything, didn't want to say anything; he just wanted to be alone.
Tonight, when Huston got drunk and drove to the gate of the villa, he was stopped by a black ROVER.
The car came to a steady stop and almost hit the driver's seat. Kevin got out of the car angrily and opened the door. Before Kevin could say anything, he smelled the smell of alcohol. The flames at the bottom of his heart burned to the top of his head. He grabbed the man's collar and pulled him out. "Drunken driver, are you crazy?!"
Huston's footsteps shook slightly, falling back. His tall body leaned against the car, and his voice sounded cold after being soaked in wine. "Get out of the way."
"Every time you will get drunk. It's not worth it. Last year, you finally recovered from stomach bleeding, and now you're like this. Do you still want to live?!" Kevin was really angry. He knew he would be like this, so he came to stop him today.
Unexpectedly, not only did Huston get drunk, but he also drove back by himself. He didn't want to live!
The man's expression flickered as he repeated indifferently, "Get out of my way."
But this man just didn't believe and didn't listen. He would instantly lose control whenever the word "death" was mentioned. Evelyn seemed to have become a switch in this man's life, controlling everything about him.
It had been five years. It was enough. How long would it take to torture him?
Sure enough, when Huston heard Kevin's words, the man's pupils suddenly contracted, and the corners of his eyes turned red. Houston reached out to push him away. "She's not dead!"
"Why is there no news of her? Why hasn't any news of her in the past five years? Why didn't she come to you? Why did you lie to yourself until now?" The veins on Kevin's neck bulged out. After the incident, everyone feared Huston's feelings and had never made it clear. But now, they had to admit that Huston couldn't escape it. Not only had he not forgotten it, but it had also left a mark on his heart.
It was late at night, and the cold wind blew over as if it directly blew on the barren land in the heart of the disappointed, which was bone-chilling cold.
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