Chapter 124 Deathly Silence

• CHARLES
• It’s almost one in the morning, but instead of being in bed, I’m driving aimlessly around the mostly deserted streets, with only the occasional vehicle or two driving past once in a while. The thought of sleeping in the hospital for another night when I have the most comfortable bed in the world does not appeal to me in the least bit.
• I’m of a mind to simply take my things, get another place, and leave her all alone in the house, but it’s my house, which I happen to like very much, and no blackmailer is going to run me out of there. No way in hell am I letting that happen.