Eve Thompson: ??
At that moment, her brain went blank.
Wasn't this guy not home yet? When did he get to the bedroom?
Also, she had locked the door from the inside!
Eve swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
She wondered if she had said something just now?
It seemed, it was like, she had sighed at the mirror...
Ah ah ah!
If he heard her, he would definitely think she was a narcissist.
For a moment, Eve heard a "crack" sound, as if her petrified body was cracking.
She awkwardly raised her arm and greeted him, "Hi~"
Anthony Charlie didn't move, but his eyes were fixed on the birthmark on her face.
At this moment, the darkness outside had enveloped the sky.
With a single bedside lamp turned on, her green birthmark seemed to fade a few shades.
This appearance seemed to overlap with the girl in his memory...
He suddenly stood up, staring at her blankly.
His gaze was as fierce as a wolf or a tiger, making Eve feel like she was about to be swallowed alive.
