Chapter 402

When Caroline got back to the apartment, she stayed on the couch without moving. She didn’t think of anything, nor did she do anything. She simply stared at the ceiling in a daze.

But she was still in great anguish. It felt like her heart was being stabbed and cut by countless knives, over and over again.

Sometimes, she hurt so badly that she could barely breathe. She even thought that the pain might torture her so much that she would die.

But she didn’t. She remained alive.

Caroline could distinctly feel each wave of pain in every heartbeat as she breathed.

Caroline hugged her knees and curled up into a ball.

She tried to recall the pain from her breakup with Eddy in order to cover up the pain she felt now.

But it was in vain because she had long ago forgotten the pain Eddy had brought her.

When she couldn’t withstand the pain in her heart, Caroline thought of drinking to get rid of the suffering.

Caroline dragged her heavy body and hailed a cab to head to a bar.

The bar was a den of iniquity. Everyone was trying to have fun without inhibition. Even if Caroline cried uncontrollably, no one would take notice.

Caroline liked this sort of place. She ordered a dozen bottles of beer and took a seat in a booth, slowly drinking glass by glass.

However, she didn’t notice that two pairs of eyes were staring at her.

By the time she got to the sixth glass, Caroline was already feeling dizzy. Her feet were planted on the ground, but she didn’t feel it. Furthermore, the pain had miraculously moved from her heart to her temples.

Caroline propped her chin up and stared at the colorful lights on the ceiling. Slowly, the lights blurred and became lines that rearranged into Kirk’s face.

In an instant, Caroline was alert. She got a shock and ducked her head. But when she looked down, she saw Kirk’s face again. She frantically looked elsewhere.

Yet, no matter where she looked, she could still clearly see Kirk’s face.

Kirk was like a shape–shifting monster that haunted her every step.

The suffocating feeling rushed into her heart.

Right then, a waiter came over with a glass of beer. “Miss, your beer.”

Caroline looked up at the waiter and was horrified to find that even the waiter’s face had transformed into Kirk’s.

Without thinking, Caroline picked up the beer and finished it.

The waiter got a fright from Caroline’s behavior. He asked in concern, “Miss, are you alright?”

Caroline slumped her head down in pain, not hearing what the waiter said.

At a bar, countless people drowned their sorrows in drink, so the waiter didn’t think more of it. He took his tray and went off.

Not long after the water walked away, Caroline slowly raised her head. She tentatively opened her eyes, only to see Kirk everywhere again.

He was at the table, on the couch, in the beer glass … Everywhere.

Caroline rubbed her temples, feeling pained. How in the world was she going to forget about him?

Caroline let out a heavy breath.

Suddenly, her body temperature began to rise. When Caroline finally came back to herself, her forehead was covered in sweat. She felt like she was in a sauna.

Feeling uncomfortable, Caroline stood up from the booth.

Just as she stood up, two men walked before her.

“Miss, you’re drunk,” one of the men said with a leer.

Caroline looked up. Once again, she saw Kirk in the man’s features.