Chapter 125 You're Filthy

Credence unlocked the door with his fingerprint and walked into the large living room with heavy steps. He walked along the corridor and went towards the guest room. The closer he got to the carved door, the slower his footsteps were. He walked alone in the empty corridor, and suddenly, he wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm his disordered heartbeat. He knew that it was impossible for Dorothy to appear in the room, yet he still had a ridiculous illusion, as if nothing had happened between Dorothy and him, and that they had never divorced. Even though their relationship was cold, their bodies were still close. As for Dorothy, he hoped that she never left nor went to prison. He hoped she was still the same as she had been for the past four years, laying in a daze on his bed while wearing a simple nightgown. He hoped she was still listening to some relaxing music as she waited for him to come home. Unfortunately, these were all dreams in the past that co