Chapter 17

Chester and Alexander had gone nearby to drink. When they returned, the smell of alcohol lingered around them. Chester went to the bathroom to shower first. Angelina, lying on her side of the bed, stirred slightly when she heard the noise. "You're awake. Did I wake you?" Having just showered, Chester was shirtless. He was only wearing a pair of shorts. His muscles were taut and cool to the touch. "No, I just can't sleep." "Do you feel unwell?" "My stomach hurts a little." Chester responded with a simple hum but didn't show much concern. He went out to grab a water pitcher, pouring himself and Angelina a glass of water. As Angelina's stomach hurt, she couldn't drink, so she waved her hand to refuse. "It must be hard to live such a difficult life with me." "It's not. If your mom hadn't brought me out of the mountains, I don't know where I'd be now." "Lie down. I'll rub your stomach." Usually, when they slept together, their bodies often touched unconsciously. This was the fir