??Chapter 561: Chapter 560: What Identity
Chapter 561: Chapter 560: What Identity
As William Griffith was about to leave, Cherish’s roommate May happened to return ho. She was quite drunk and reeked of alcohol. Seeing William, for the first ti she did not scold him or provoke him with words. She just glanced at him, quietly took off her high heels, walked to the living room in her silk stockings, and poured herself a glass of water.
Cherish Turner accompanied William Griffith to the entrance before closing the door behind him.
May was always careless and seemingly indifferent, but she rarely showed such a gloomy side. Cherish knew that May must be hiding sothing or feeling wronged. She picked up the slippers and walked over to May, putting them down next to her feet, “May, the floor is cold. Put them on.”
“You’re always the best to .” May patted her on the shoulder and obediently put on the slippers. However, she suddenly put down her water glass, walked to the wine cabinet, and grabbed a bottle of wine before heading to the sofa and crashing down. She uncapped the bottle and recklessly started drinking.
Cherish rushed over to stop her, holding her back from drinking any more, “Drink less, it’s bad for your health.”
“I know… I know all that.” May’s beautiful eyes were narrowed, and she looked at Cherish dazedly. Her makeup was thick and colorful, and she hardly ever removed it. She wore a heavy layer of foundation in front of others, as if it were a protective layer against other people’s probing and complicated gazes.
Cherish sat next to her and held her hand, “May, I’ll run a bath for you. Let’s go to bed, okay?”
“Cherish!” May suddenly cried hoarsely, collapsing the couch. She curled up on the sofa, resting her head on Cherish’s lap. With her eyes closed, she murmured, “I’ve always known that I can’t be with him, and that he only cares for . I never really loved him; I just felt… I just felt safe with him. I thought a child couldn’t be without a father, but…”
So distances between people can never be bridged.
“Today was our last eting, our very last one.” May’s voice trailed off and took on a sobbing tone, “We’ll never see each other again…”
After a night, May returned to her usual hearty deanor, only her makeup was even more vivid.
How many people does one et in their lifeti in the vast ocean of humanity, and how many of them will never be seen again?
Cherish Turner didn’t know.
Cherish suddenly wanted to ask William Griffith a question, even though she already knew the answer.
“Why did you give
the ring?”
“Because it’s you.” Finally, after ten minutes, a ssage appeared on her phone.
Cherish suddenly understood. It was a promise and a wait.
As Cherish approached the car, the window slowly rolled down, and she saw her.
The woman in the car was dressed modestly, yet elegant. Her hair was rolled up into a bun, and she wore a black velvet hat.
It was Madam Griffith, May Campbell.
“Miss Turner, would you like to join
for a cup of coffee?” May Campbell asked with a smile.
In a nearby cafe, they sat in a quiet corner. After ordering two cups of coffee, Cherish received a call from William Griffith, telling her about a temporary eting and that he would be late. Cherish simply acknowledged and hung up the phone.
“William called?” May Campbell asked calmly as she took a sip of her coffee.
Cherish didn’t hide the fact and nodded.
“You are very talented and smart. I heard that you ranked top of your class in university, and you have proven to be quite capable at work.” May Campbell started a conversation and went straight to the point, “However, you also know about William’s other identity.”
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