Chapter 125: Mr. Foley, Your Hand Is Injured

When the whole world is quiet and he is the only one left, all senses are amplified. Hearing, smell...touch. He stared at the figure in the mirror, his gaze falling on the shiny lips that still seemed to carry the scent of that woman. A scent that resembles orchids with an added sweetness of fruit, it keeps him reminiscing repeatedly. He was not sure if it was his imagination, but the annoying face of Cheyenne appeared again in the mirror. In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a cute and obedient appearance, smiling as she linked arms with Omari. The flames of jealousy wrapped around him like a python, and the man's breathing became rapid and heavy. Who can tell him how to shake off this giant python? It left his limbs and body in pain. "Cheyenne!" "Bang!" Kelvin suddenly raised his hand and punched the mirror fiercely. "Clang." After a loud and violent sound, the mirror shattered from its center position, and the cracks spread outwards in all directions. After a f