Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 1880 âYouâre wrong. I didnât sell myself to him. I did it because I liked him.â Even if she was not the real Eliza, Eliza was still her friend. She would not allow anyone to humiliate her. âI fell in love with a love rat but was cheated, so I changed.â
âOnly you think that way. The other party might not agree.â Chester smiled faintly. âEliza, you know I wonât be reconciled if I donât try you. After all, youâve successfully aroused my interest. Usually, Iâll get tired of someone after sleeping with them a few times.â
âWho knows? What if you end up getting addicted instead? I donât have a hobby of being a lover.â
Eliza paused and enunciated her words as she said, â And I donât have a hobby of sleeping with a person my best friend slept with before either. Even if youâre not disgusted, I am.â
Chesterâs face changed slightly. âWill you die if you donât bring Charity up?â
âSheâs very important to me.â Eliza closed her eyes. âSheâs dead, but she was innocent and wrongly accused. You canât wash your hands off this matter. Young Master Jewell, I donât expect you to feel regret, but donât you have a shred of humanity?
Youâre the cause of her death, so the least you could do is not hurt her friends.â
âShut up.â
She seemed to have struck a nerve in him.
Chester pinched her chin fiercely, his eyes cold. â Who told you all that?â
âEveryone knows about it. Charityâs case is well known among the police. Anyone can find out just by asking a little.â Eliza looked up and smiled. â Young Master Jewell, it was your lawyer who took the lawsuit. Do you still remember the despair in her eyes when she was taken away?â
Chesterâs heart trembled, and he pushed her away.â
Get lost.â
Eliza immediately left without waiting for the car.
Chester stood on the spot and took drags of his cigarette. Soon, his face was covered in smoke.
Sometimes, thinking about that woman was like being in hell.
He often dreamt of Charity in the middle of the night. She trembled in hell, saying, âChester Jewell, why arenât you coming down? Quick, come down and accompany me.â
Hah. In that case, he did not mind being the devil and dragging everyone to hell.
He was a cold-blooded and heartless devil anyway.
âChester, what are you standing here for?â Rodney came out of the elevator and was slightly surprised when he saw such a desolate Chester.
He went up and patted Chester on the shoulder. â Did you chase after Eliza?â
Chester did not speak and took a fierce drag from the cigarette.
âChester, look at you. I think you really need to find yourself a girlfriend. â Rodney stared at him. âBut Eliza might not suit you. Sheâs Catherine and Freyaâs good friend. If you play with her, Shaun and I will be the ones who end up suffering. Why donât you change your target?â
âDo you still remember Charity Neeson?â Chester suddenly asked.
Rodney froze. He fell silent and felt slightly guilty. â Thatâs not entirely your fault. We all had a part in it.
Even meâ¦â
âYes, we all had a part in it, but you two were different from me. I personally sent her to jail.â After Chester finished speaking, he lifted his long legs, got into the car, and left.
Rodney stood in place for a long time. It was not a good feeling.
Even if he felt guilty and wanted to atone, the Neeson family was gone, and Charity was dead. They could not even find her bones. There was no chance for atonement anymore.