Chapter 96

"What the fuck, man! How could she beam at Lester like she just won the lottery, but the moment she lays eyes on me, she looks like she just drank poison?" Herkoen, his frustration mounting, retrieved a pack of cigarettes. He pulled one out, only to realize his lighter was nowhere to be found. He tossed the cigarette aside with a scowl and pulled another one out of the pack, igniting it with his psionic strength. He suddenly found himself recalling all the events that transpired since the evening of his initial encounter with Daphne. He then realized that every single meeting between them had been filled with tension or ended on a sour note. He couldn't help but wonder why it always turned out this way. It had been bothering him so much that he subconsciously smoked his fifth cigarette. It was then that it suddenly dawned on him—why was he fixating on this? Why did it bother him how they interacted? Why did he feel so irritated by it? He immediately conducted a self-examination. H