You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 194 John Didn't Come Back Home For A Whole Night

It was just half past eight when John returned to North Yard.

He walked into the hall and searched around, but couldn't find any trace of Nina. He went upstairs and didn't see her on the whole second floor.

John turned around and went downstairs. He asked Amy and Lena, "Where is Nina?"

At this time, his little girl were either sitting on the sofa watching TV, reading books in the study, or playing makeup skills in the bedroom.

It had been the same for the past half month.

But she was not at home tonight.

Amy said, "Mrs. Nina received a call at ten past eight and went out."

Ten past eight. Now it was half past eight.

There was a twenty minute gap between them. He missed the chance to meet his little girl. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

The person who could ask her out at this moment might be the person who was closest to her, Kristina.

If it was Kristina, it didn't matter.

"You can leave now." John waved his hand and took out a pink square jewelry box, which was less than the size of his palm.

It was the pearl coconut tree bracelet he had ordered last time, with four words carved on it.

As long as his little girl wore it, she would think of him and their home - North Yard.

Thinking that his little girl would be happy when she received the gift, and it was very likely that she would kiss the corner of his mouth to thank him, the haze in John's eyes gradually diminished, and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.

What John didn't know was that the pearl coconut tree bracelet inside had been lost by a careless person.

When John was about to open the box, his phone suddenly rang. It was from Henry.

"What's the matter?" Before John could open the box, he reached out his hand to answer the phone. The square box was placed in the center of his palm, and his slender fingers were wrapped around it like a reinforced city wall, fearing that he would lose it.

This was the first gift he gave to his little girl.

Henry said with fear, "Mr. John, our people took a picture of Mrs. Nina and Albert having dinner in a western restaurant."

On the other side of the phone, Henry wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. As soon as Richard suspected Mrs. Nina and Mr. John sent someone to keep an eye on Albert, they saw Albert and Nina having dinner together.

It was hard not to be suspicious.

All of a sudden, John's face darkened. His black eyes flashed with an obscure light. His fingers that were holding the jewelry box gradually tightened, and the entire hall fell into silence.

Dead silence.

Half a minute later, John opened his thin red lips and said, "Photos."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his WeChat to receive the message from Henry. He clicked on the photo and saw the high-definition picture.

Nina and Albert were sitting face to face. Wine, champagne and candlelight dinner stung John's eyes.

"Why do you make me suspect you?" Then John turned off the phone screen, leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

He murmured to himself, as if he was questioning Nina, or more like asking himself why he began to doubt her in his heart.

The analysis of Richard and the others was reasonable. John didn't want to suspect Nina, and now, he didn't want to suspect her either, but...

'My little girl, you disappoint me so much.'

With his eyes closed, his hearing became sensitive. At this time, he heard a strange sound from his heart. It was not because of the sound and smile of Nina, but because of doubt, entanglement, resulting in the collision and tear.

All of a sudden, he opened his eyes, regained his indifference and ruthlessness, and threw the box in his hand into the trash can. This was the only color in the black trash bag, which was even more dazzling in the warm yellow light.

It seemed that throwing this box into the trash can would throw away his love for her.

Then John stood up and left North Yard.

In the western restaurant.

Nina looked at her watch and asked in confusion, "Why hasn't Aunt Kristina come yet? What happened to her? "

Albert stopped pouring wine and asked, "Did she ask you to come here? I thought we met by chance. "

He continued to pour wine into the glass and handed it to Nina.

"Yes, Kristina sent me a message and asked me to wait for her here for something urgent. I didn't see her, but you instead." Nina looked outside again, but there was no trace of Kristina.

The expression on Albert's face changed slightly, and his hand, which was pouring the red wine glass, trembled. "She said she wanted me to come to you, but she didn't tell me she would come."

The message he received was that Kristina hoped he could arrive at the western restaurant here before half past eight and find Nina.

"Is that so?" Nina was even more confused. What was Kristina going to do? She was confused.

Buzz...

The phone in Nina's bag vibrated, and Kristina sent a message to her, "Nina, I'm sorry. I can't come here because of something urgent. You and Albert have dinner first."

"Kristina said she couldn't come here because of something." Nina curled her lips and took back her phone. "Kristina asked us to eat first."

"Okay." Albert answered briefly, with a strange look on his face.

During the whole dinner time, Albert felt the food was tasteless. He only cut a small piece of steak in front of him and drank two glasses of red wine.

At about half past nine, Albert left first, leaving Nina alone at the door of the restaurant.

Watching Albert's car disappear at the corner, Nina frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Albert tonight? He looked absent-minded. "

Albert had always been a gentleman and polite. He wouldn't leave until he saw the lady off after the meal.

But this time, it was indeed abnormal.

Everyone had a bad mood. Perhaps he had encountered something bothering him, so Nina didn't think too much.

Nina drove back to North Yard. The whole house was dark except for the lights in the garden and outside.

Nina walked in, turned on the light in the hall, changed her shoes and muttered, "Is John still working overtime? There is no one at home. "

John was very busy recently. Nina didn't feel strange. She took a blanket and lay on the sofa to play on the computer.

She recently learned a new hacker technology and was proficient in it.

As time passed, Nina indulged herself in it and ignored the time. She didn't yawn until she felt sleepy.

She took a closer look and found that it was already one o'clock in the morning.

John hadn't come back yet.

She turned her head to look at the closed door. The empty living room was very quiet. Although Nine was accompanying her, she still felt a sense of loss.

Not only hadn't John come back, he hadn't contacted her yet.

Nina put down her computer, stepped on the sofa, bent over her knees, and stared at the door all the time. She was so small.

She was waiting for John to come back.

She would wait no matter how late it was.

One hour, two hours had passed, but Nina still didn't hear any sound of a car, nor did she hear his footsteps back, let alone see a figure.

The phone was lying quietly without any message.

Sleepy, Nina picked up her phone and asked, "John, when will you come back tonight? I'm so sleepy. "

She didn't receive any reply from him.

She was so sleepy that she fell asleep on the sofa.

At six o'clock in the morning, Nina's phone rang. It was not an alarm clock, but a call from "Tom".

Hearing the noise, Nine woke up Nina.

"John. Don't make a fuss." Nina moaned. She had slept too late last night and was really sleepy.

She turned over and almost fell off the sofa.

The vigilance on her body made her shiver. She woke up from her dream and sat on the sofa.

She opened her sleepy eyes and looked around the cold hall. Her eyes suddenly dimmed.

John didn't come back the whole night.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz...

Her phone kept vibrating.

Nina took the phone and heard Tom's sad voice from the police station.

"Miss Nina, boss's aunt, Kristina Ye, is dead. She seems to commit suicide."