Chapter Ninety-Five

Roy didn’t go home straight and instead went to stay with Liam. It was very late in the night before he took a taxi back to Bryan’s mansion.

He opened the door to the living room and found that Bryan had returned.

He swallowed hard as millions of goosebumps jumped out from his arm, like oil from a sizzling frying pan.

It’s already the time of the year when it’s cold outside but Roy didn’t expect that it would be even colder inside.

Bryan didn’t say a word and didn’t turn to him when he knew quite well it was him and sat on the sofa with an indifferent expression.

Roy bit his lips, pulling off his shoes as he was at a loss on what to say.

He took the stairs, not looking back but when hesitated before he closed the door to his room.

When Bryan heard the door closing upstairs, his lips trembled slightly and there was a very slight tremor in his hands.

His fingers lifted to the top button of his shirt and removed, sucking in a breath as if the buttoned shirt had been choking him ea