Chapter 53 Through the Heaven

He felt her crying and her fragile body trembling in his arms. He tried to suppress his lower body from the tightening and throbbing as he closed his eyes slightly, but he opened them in a blink and carried her to the bed. Her tearful face had left him a little bewildered for a moment. Putting her down, he didn’t do anything else but walked to the window and lit a cigarette. He took a big sip and was silent. She sobbed, sensing that Mr. Fox wasn’t doing anything. She opened her eyes, searching for him, only to find his tall figure standing by the window. It looked even more lonely with its height. The smell of cigarettes diffused into the room. Sherry felt an overwhelming sense of melancholy. She didn’t know why she felt this way either. She looked around the house and realized that all the furniture was the same, untouched and didn’t move a bit. Everything was nothing but spotless. He didn’t say anything, and he just kept smoking. Sherry sat up from the bed, curled up, didn’t kn