The Reunion After Seven Years Novel - Chapter 207

Nicole had been sitting awake, waiting for Kerr. But maybe because she was pregnant, she became drowsy. She fell asleep before Kerr came home. Now that she was awake again, she had an ominous feeling. She couldn't account for it clearly, which made her feel very uneasy. She was afraid that she would disturb Jay in his sleep. She picked up her phone and went out of the bedroom.

As she went downstairs to the living room, she made a call to Kerr, but it failed to connect, which made her feel increasingly uneasy. In the hotel room Kerr's coat lay haphazardly on the floor, a crumpled mess. His phone rang persistently, but it didn't wake up the two people in the room. Sunny stumbled to her feet and touched Kerr in the bathroom. "Kerr, I love you!" With his head down, Kerr propped his hands against the wash basin as drops of water dripped down from his hair to his forehead.

His tie was gone. Two buttons on his shirt had fallen off, exposing the skin of his chest. Kerr had been horribly bewitched by the hallucination. With what remained of his strength and his sanity, he raised his hand and punched directly at the mirror in front of him. Clap! Broken shards of glass fell down and Kerr's fingers were cut. Blood dripped onto the pure white wash basin, which looked pretty shocking. Perhaps it was the pain that brought him back his sanity.

Pushing the woman directly behind him, Kerr staggered out of the bathroom and got out of the VIP room. The waiter hiding in the dark was astonished to see Kerr walk out of the room. But when he noticed that Kerr was still wearing clothes, his eyes darkened and he dialed Moore's number. "Master Moore, Kerr has left. And it seems that Sunny didn't succeed." Moore had already expected to receive bad news, but he still felt disappointed.

It seemed that Sunny was good at playing tricks, but she was totally useless. "Okay." Moore hung up the phone. Then he turned around and walked into the hotel, with a wry look on his face. Kerr was driving his car home. He had only one thought, and that was for Nicole. The cold night wind blew in from the window but didn't make him sober. The only thing that could give him any relief was the thought of Nicole and the baby in her belly.