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His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM novel Chapter 23

Summary for Chapter 23: His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM

Chapter summary of Chapter 23 – His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM by Chingis Vitali

In Chapter 23, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM by Chingis Vitali, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM.

I know what happened to you

"Caroline!" Mary's loud voice rang out as I sat down at the table.

As soon as she saw me, she immediately embraced me and brought the bag she and Aunt Jes were carrying along with her. I noticed Aunt Jes smiling at me from behind her.

Mary then sat down next to me.

Andrius had to leave early this morning because of an issue at his company. I heard the sound of his car before he left, even though it was still dark outside. He couldn't go to work yesterday because we spent the entire day kissing and snuggling with each other.

Throughout my slumber, I couldn't help but dwell on the belief that it was my own fault for causing him to miss work yesterday.

"It was too early when we left that place! My head and body were hurting," she complained, stretching her bones. She also touched her neck, expressing discomfort. "Going on vacation can be so exhausting! I am so hungry!"

As I was preparing to savor bacon with bread, she unexpectedly snatched the peanut butter and popped it open, causing my eyes to widen.

"No, don't open it!" I shouted.

I snatched it from her grip and hurriedly made my way to the garbage bin.

‘How could I have forgotten to dispose of it?'

Lost in my thoughts, I felt the urge to smack my head against the wall, realizing that I was still indulging in worldly desires while talking with Mary.

"Just peanut butter! You're evil!" She jokingly pushed me and stared at me when I returned to the chair.

I hold Aunt Jes and Mary in high regard. They introduced me to hobbies and guided me in moving past the trauma I had endured. I deeply appreciated all their efforts and support.

Due to her remark, I burst into laughter to divert attention from the fanciful thoughts occupying my mind.

Even though I knew it would be difficult to believe, I replied, "I actually left it out yesterday, and unfortunately, a rat ate it! There's even a possibility of it being poisonous! It's truly unfortunate that someone as lovely as you might not be able to get married, if that ever happens!"

Fortunately, Mary was gullible and just chuckled at my remark.

It's Sunday, and as I contemplate my day, I can't help but feel a sense of uncertainty. 

I am currently dressed in black pants, a black T-shirt, black shoes, black sunglasses, and holding a black cup. The only deviation from my all-black ensemble is the addition of red lipstick to my lips. Perhaps with this altered appearance, Maxine, or even the men around, won't be able to recognize me anymore.

"Where are you headed? Are you some sort of spy, thief, or con artist? Are you confident in that appearance?" she asked, laughing.

In spite of her persistent laughter, I would still choose to wear this attire. I prefer to have people look at me rather than suffer through the torment Maxine had inflicted on me. I would rather seek solace in the obscurity of this black outfit I was currently clad in.

Upon noticing my determination and my lack of intention to change my clothes, she paused and let out a sigh. Aunt Jes then approached me, gently running her fingers through my long hair. To my surprise, she enveloped me in a warm hug, a gesture I hadn't anticipated.

Shortly after, Mary emerged from the room.

"I know what happened to you, and although Sir Andrius instructed me to prevent you from going out, I cannot confine you here. Just please try not to return home too late," she expressed.

I fell silent and simply smiled at her. As we emerged from the door, we embarked on a lengthy walk towards the largest gate we had to pass through. It felt as though a part of me wanted to retreat.

When we were finally outside, I was not sure if it was my imagination, but I caught a glimpse of someone peering at one of the trees.

It vanished swiftly, leaving me uncertain about what I had actually seen.

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