Chapter 855

Not knowing how to comfort or coax Ashton, Zachary decided to just stop trying. He pushed Ashton away, walked into the house, and glanced around. The interior design was simple, but there was some equipment placed near the window. There was a telescope, among others. "Are you a psychopathic killer?" Zachary gritted his teeth. The sight of the equipment gave him the urge to call the cops. Ashton's eyes were still red, and he remained silent, looking pitiful as ever. If Stephanie saw the condition Ashton was in right now, she would surely be reminded of Steven when he was young. Genes were indeed a powerful thing. "Why are you staring at me?" Zachary asked. He wasn't that mad anymore after seeing how pitiful Ashton looked. After taking a few more steps, Zachary spotted a box on Ashton's bed. He wanted to open it, but Ashton dashed over to him and took the box away. "You're so petty," Zachary commented. He yearned to see what was in the box. "You've been spying on me for so long