Chapter 100

"Go to sleep." Autumn had arrived, and it was too cold to go without a blanket at night. As Angelina nestled in Chester's arms, she felt a sudden surge of melancholy. In the end, he was destined to be with Rosalind. But she was finding it difficult to let go of him. Sleeping beside him was warm and comforting. She loved the way he held her as they drifted off to sleep and the subtle scent of soap that lingered on him. The next morning, Chester had completely bounced back. When the world was still cloaked in soft hues and the morning light painted half the sky red, he drove to a private club in the city instead of going for his usual run. Although Louis was hungover from the night before, he still woke up and did his morning workout routine. He was on the treadmill, half wasted when a surprise blow caught him off guard. He touched the corner of his lips and felt blood. Before he could react, Chester grabbed him and lifted him up. In an attempt to fight back, Louis sent a kick to