Chapter 1200 - 1140: Bullet Head Awakens

"Oh, I don’t love you!" Night Owl rejected.

Victoria Logan looked at Night Owl, pressing her lips together. It was her first time confessing to a man, and she was mercilessly rejected.

Victoria Logan said sarcastically, "Don’t think I’m a casual woman; this is actually my first time confessing to a man."

To Night Owl, her words sounded like Victoria Logan was unused to being rejected by a man for the first time.

Night Owl replied, "Oh, being rejected by a man, you might be unused to it the first time, but after a few more times, you’ll get used to it. It’s actually not a big deal."

Victoria’s sadness turned to anger; this man’s mouth was truly venomous, every word he said could drive a person mad.

She could never get used to it, no matter how many times.

"Yes, men being rejected by women, they might be unused to it the first time, but after a few more times, they’ll get used to it. You should also move on after being rejected by Sienna Johnson."

Night Owl’s gaze turned cold instantly, "Are you mocking me?"

"No, I just think we’re both pitiful, loving people who don’t love us back."

Victoria pressed her lips together, turning her head to the side, ignoring this hateful man.

Night Owl came over, his hand caressing her face, slowly sliding down to her neck, his hands tightening around her neck with increasing force.

"Pitiful?"

"..."

"Are you talking about yourself?"

The feeling of suffocation, the pain brought by the lack of oxygen in her lungs, allowed her to clearly feel the threat of death. She looked at the man’s expressionless face and thought of their first meeting....

Only then did she realize she had forgotten how dangerous this man was.

Her hands grasped the man’s hands, struggling desperately to escape the threat of death, but she couldn’t stop his murderous intent.

Just when she thought she was going to die like this, a voice sounded from outside the door,

"Master!"

The door was knocked, and only then did Night Owl release Victoria Logan, "I’ve heard love makes people stupid! You really become incredibly stupid now!"

"I never thought I’d fall in love with you." Victoria said painfully, clutching her neck.

Night Owl glanced at Victoria Logan, stood up, and walked out.

Victoria heard them conversing in Amwan Language, heard the sound of the door closing... This man who intruded into her life was really gone.

...

Waking up in the middle of the night, the heating in the community seemed to have problems, the house was cold. The quilt left in the living room had its water frozen.

"Achoo, achoo..." Victoria Logan sneezed several times, hurriedly turned on the air conditioning.

"..."

"Why did the heating stop again?"

This community is too old, older than Victoria Logan, although the location is good, all facilities are quite outdated and often have various problems.

Victoria decided back then to buy it just because of the price.

"Achoo..."

Victoria suspected she might have caught a cold, the air conditioning gradually increasing the room’s temperature, allowing her to feel some chill finally.

She looked at the empty two-bedroom apartment, which originally felt small, but after Night Owl moved in, it appeared even narrower.

Now that Night Owl was gone, this room suddenly felt overwhelmingly large and unable to comfort her heart.

"Really gone?"

"..."

"Just left like that?"

Victoria pulled out her phone, unable to resist sending Night Owl a message, continuously sending several messages, but Night Owl didn’t reply.

An hour later, Victoria set aside her pride and called Night Owl, only to find that his phone number had long become a dead line.

"Night Owl, you’re truly heartless!"

...

At the Johnson Family, the old Madam was ill, and seriously so.

Kathryn had just said the old Madam fainted again... Sienna Johnson couldn’t worry about the two children, hastily went to check on the old Madam’s residence.

This winter was notably cold, the old Madam’s health was declining every day, Sienna was truly afraid the old Madam wouldn’t make it.

Curly and Sheehan sat beside Adrian Desmond, playing together with Curly’s treasures.

After spending some time with her only brother, Curly quite liked him, and Sheehan was also close to her.

"Little Monster, you can’t eat this." Seeing Sheehan trying to put a ruby in his mouth, Curly hurriedly took it away.

"Hmm..."

"Little fool, why do you put everything in your mouth? If you swallow the diamond, you won’t be able to digest it."

"..."

"Oh, silly child. Mom is so smart, why are you so dumb?"

Sheehan looked at his sister’s box of treasures, his little chubby hand rummaging inside and found a bullet-shaped necklace, Curly saw it wasn’t dangerous and gave it to Sheehan to play.

Sheehan continued to put it in his mouth, gnawing on the bullet.

"Curly, have you done your homework?" George walked in and asked.

It was already eight o’clock, and Curly still hadn’t done her homework, she was playing with Sheehan instead, didn’t she worry about tomorrow’s pop quiz?

"Can you help me do it, please?"

"No way!"

"Hmph!"

"If you don’t know how, I can teach you!" George knew Curly hadn’t done her homework and brought her backpack with him when he came.

"..."

"Didn’t you say you want to be a good child and not worry your mom? Tomorrow’s pop quiz will include questions from tonight’s homework, hurry up and do it."

"Got it."

"..."

Curly put all the diamonds away, leaving Sheehan with just a bullet-shaped necklace to play with. Anyway, the necklace was long, Sheehan couldn’t eat it.

"Little Monster, Sister needs to do homework, you play with Dad."

"Hmm..." Sheehan blinked his big eyes and babbled, Curly couldn’t understand, just took it as agreement.

Curly went to the side table, lying down to do her homework.

"George, why do we have to study?" Curly complained.

"Because you’re a child."

"I really wish I could grow up." Growing up means no more homework.

George answered, "When we grow up, we can get married."

"Then I’d rather not grow up." Certainly not marrying George.

Sheehan gnawed on the bullet, chewing and eventually gnawed off the bullet head, his little tongue licking; it wasn’t tasty.

"Ah, eww..."

This naughty Sheehan glanced at his sister, then at his father nearest to him, so he stuffed the tasteless bullet into his dad’s mouth.

Curly turned her head, glanced at Sheehan, and found the bullet in his mouth was gone, "Sheehan, the bullet head?"

"Hehe..."

Curly’s face turned pale, "You didn’t swallow it, did you?"

"..."

"Oh no, Mom will scold me."

George’s sharp eyes noticed the chain near Adrian Desmond’s mouth, walked over, pinched the chain, pulled it out, and retrieved the bullet.