Love That Wasn't Meant to Last novel Chapter 58

I followed Sylvia to the hotel she had booked earlier.

It was an extremely ordinary hotel with very average decoration and amenities.

I didn't quite believe it was a hotel. It was more like a small guesthouse, hidden in a narrow alley.

Without calling the hotel directly, I doubt I would have even found it.

"Why are you staying at a place like this?" I gave Sylvia a puzzled look.

She looked embarrassed, but she smiled. She then patted the white bedsheet and gestured to me to sit down.

"It's just for a few days, and I just need somewhere to sleep. Why do I need to be picky? It has air conditioning and a bed, and everything else a hotel usually has, so why not?"

"Let me book you a better place. This place doesn't seem very safe. "As I spoke, I took out my phone, wanting to book another hotel for her.

The prices of the other hotels were a hundred dollars per night. I suddenly understood why Sylvia didn't want to stay in a hotel.

I had been through rough times as well. I was no stranger to this kind of hardship.

With that thought, I sighed and chose to respect her choice.

"I still have some things to handle back at work, so I'll head back first," I said, looking at her with a sigh.

"You took the train here all alone from Carzonia. The long journey must have been tiring. Get some rest."

Instead of leaving, though, I found a quiet spot nearby and called Zion.

The phone connected quickly, and I was surprised to hear his voice.

Apparently, my words were enough to threaten him. Although unwilling, Zion asked for the location.

Half an hour later, I saw him downstairs at the hotel.

He looked at the building's shabby exterior with disdain. His gaze grew even more disdainful when he saw me.

Ignoring his attitude, I led him into the hotel, all the way to Sylvia's room.

As if being disgusted by the place, he patted his clothes to brush the dust off.

I had slipped the receptionist some money, so I managed to book an hourly room without needing an ID.

We sat in the room next to Sylvia's. Zion looked at me disapprovingly at the room I had booked.