Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 105

"Hey..." Everleigh was startled.

His lips came down fiercely on her, seemingly wanting to crush her into pieces. There was no pity, nor was there any love. This was war, and Theodore was on the offensive side. He was so ferocious as if he wanted to raze the other party's city to the ground in an instant.

Everleigh struggled desperately, but her hands were firmly grasped by him.

The drug took effect on Theodore's body, and the boiling blood stirred up all of his emotions. At that moment, Theodore had lost all of his rationality. He couldn't control himself, and he couldn't help it either.

Although seven years had passed, he still remembered that night from seven years ago vividly. However, after that night, Everleigh disappeared from Ocpeace City without a trace, as if she had disappeared from the world.

At the thought of that particular night, the man's dark eyes lit up with a layer of burning fire. Under the drug's stimulation, the force he exerted with his hands was getting out of control.

A ripping sound could be heard as the fabric of her dress was torn.

Everleigh's scream was stuck in her throat. The next second, she was thrown onto the bed of the hotel. Her whole face was buried in the dazzling white quilt, and her cries of pain were also drowned in it.

"Clang." Behind her came the sound of a leather belt unbuckling.

Everleigh's mind went blank. She gripped the bedsheet beneath her and was about to struggle. However, no matter how weak a man was, his strength was always greater than that of a woman's. Theodore used merely one hand to hold her down, pinning her to the bed. She couldn't move at all.

The moment her dress was torn apart, Everleigh's face turned ashen.

At this time, the guests and the host were having a good time in the banquet hall.

Christopher wandered among a group of relatives and elders of the Meyer family, listening to the strict lectures ever since he was a child. His mind and body had grown numb towards the teachings, but he kept a polite and indifferent smile on his face. The moment he turned around, his eyes immediately turned cold.

Quite a few people advised him to give up his career as a doctor and return to the Meyer family to take over the family business. Almost everyone said the same thing, but no one truly hoped that he would return.

Human nature was fickle. He had seen enough of it ever since he was a child.

At the end of the banquet, it was time to cut the cake in celebration. Christopher squeezed out of the crowd. The butler caught up from behind. "Mr. Meyer, they're blowing the candles now. Why are you leaving?"

Christopher remained calm, "There are so many people lining up to give their regards. It wouldn't be any less without me."

"What are you talking about? Madam loves you the most. Won't she feel disappointed that you didn't pay much attention to her birthday?"

The butler had watched as Christopher grew up, and he was like a family member to Christopher. Although Christopher was unreliable in his daily life, he had always been very respectful towards his family and his elders.

After drinking, he had a light headache. He frowned, "I didn't say that I wouldn't go. I'll look for Everleigh. She went upstairs to have a rest just now. Mom likes her so she will be happier if I turn

up with Everleigh."

"That's right," The butler beamed. "Mr. Meyer, you're much more mature than before."

Before leaving the banquet hall, Christopher looked around the hall, but he didn't see Theodore. He was a little confused.

It was still early at this time. No matter how early he wanted to leave, he should wait until the end of the birthday celebration.

Christopher did not bother to think about it. After the elevator door opened, he went in and pressed the button. He took out the spare room card from his pocket and glanced at the room number.

With a "ding", the elevator stopped on the 36th floor, and the door slowly opened.

He heard a voice coming from the corridor on the right side as soon as the elevator door opened.

"Why can't you find him? He was only gone for a while; it wasn't even five minutes yet! He must still be in the hotel."

The familiar voice made Christopher's footsteps halt at the elevator. He looked in the direction of the corridor where the voice came from. There were many people bustling around. It seemed that they were in a hurry.

The other person who spoke was Theodore's assistant, Moses. He had met him before as well. "Miss Bailey, isn't Mr. Godfrey resting in his room? Why did he come out?"

"Why are you asking about this now? Hurry up and find him! Something bad will happen if we can't find him."

In the hallway, Moses had already ordered the driver and the hotel's security guards to help look for Theodore floor by floor. However, after a long while, they still did not find him.

Recalling Josephine's panicked look when he came upstairs to pick up Mr. Godfrey, Moses felt that something was fishy. What on earth had happened?

"Mr. Godfrey merely had a few drinks. Nothing bad will happen. Miss Bailey, you don't need to be worried."

"Stop with your nonsense. Hurry up and find him!" Josephine shrieked. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Her sudden, high-pitched voice caused Moses to be stunned. He looked at the woman in shock.

Josephine had always maintained a good temper. Whether it was for putting on an act or for real, she had always been a virtuous and gentle person in public. There were very few times when she was so fierce, but now, the color of her face alternated between green and pale. It was as if her heart was really on tenterhooks, afraid of something unknown.

After all, she was the boss' fiancee. Moses had no choice but to brace himself and hurriedly follow the security guards to find Theodore.

Josephine was left alone in the corridor, and the sound of her phone vibrating came from her bag.

After seeing the caller ID, Josephine looked around to make sure that there was no one nearby before she carefully walked to the stairwell. Only then did she press the answer button.

Her best friend's voice came from the other end.

"Stop it, I don't have time to talk to you about this right now," Josephine replied anxiously.

'Will the drug that you gave me pose a threat to

his life?'

"Stop asking; he's missing now!"

Josephine spoke softly when she answered the phone. When the word "drug" was mentioned, Christopher raised his eyebrows and pulled open the door of the stairwell. "What drug?"

With a "bang", Josephine was shocked. Her phone slipped from her palm and fell down the stairs directly, rolling far away.

Looking back, she saw Christopher, folding his arm and leaning against the door frame of the stairwell. His pair of captivating eyes had long lost the gentleness when she first met him that night, but they were gleaming brightly. He said frivolously, "If I didn't mishear, Miss Bailey, you drugged your fiance, Theodore?"

Josephine's face turned pale as she denied, "What drug? What nonsense are you spouting?"

Christopher raised his phone. "Do you want to listen to what you said again?"

"You..." At this moment, Josephine's face was twisting in anger, and she almost bit her tongue. She couldn't believe that the son of the Meyer Group was such a rascal.

If the recording was leaked out, she wouldn't be able to clear her name no matter what she did. Especially if Madison knew about it; even if she agreed with her status, she would never allow a woman who drugged her son to enter the Godfrey family.

"What exactly do you want?" Josephine clenched her fist and gritted her teeth. "Christopher, I have nothing against you. You've tried to make things difficult for me again and again. Why exactly are you doing this?"

Christopher raised the corner of his mouth and smiled brightly. He said two words. "For fun!"