The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson) novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145 

Chapter 145 

“Christopher!” All of a sudden, Jennifer screamed hysterically behind him. 

In the next second, a pair of arms reached out to Christopher and bugged him firmly from behind. 

Jennifer ran over as fast as she could and hugged him from behind. “Christopher… What are you doing?” 

She did not expect Christopher wanted to rush into the house that was on fire. 

“Has he gone crazy? Or does he not value his own life?” she wondered. 

While Christopher was hugged by Jennifer, his bloodshot eyes gradually regained clarity. 

The raging flames in front of him reflected in his dark eyes. 

“What’s wrong with me? Just now, I wanted to rush in and rescue Oneida despite the fire. However, I despise Oneida so much…” he mused. 

Christopher hated Oneida’s brazen approach and her persistent pestering. Furthermore, he also disliked her unrelenting kindness to him. 

“Out of sight, out of mind. Isn’t it better now that she’s dead?” he wondered. 

Clenching his fists, Christopher stared at the flames that would reduce everything to ashes. 

The doctor also walked to Christopher’s side and tried to persuade him, “Mr. Faraday, we’d better leave as soon as possible. The fire is growing bigger. It won’t be extinguished for a while…” 

“Christopher, let’s go… Ahem!” Jennifer almost burst into tears because of the heavy smoke. “Ahem! Otherwise… we’re also going to die here…” 

Hearing Jennifer’s coughing, Christopher finally came to his senses. 

He looked at Jennifer behind him with a conflicted expression. 

“Jenn is the one I want to protect. When I received my first bouquet of baby’s breath from Jenn at the age of 11, I vowed to protect this girl for the rest of my life. The person I love is Jenn. Oneida is just an insignificant passerby,” he contemplated. 

Those thoughts kept swirling in Christopher’s mind as if he was trying to convince himself. 

“Christopher…” Jennifer covered her mouth and nose with her palm, still coughing. 

Tears welled up in Jennifer’s eyes as she looked at him. She looked even weaker at that moment. 

Christopher frowned deeply at the sight. 

He immediately scooped Jennifer up in his arms, turned around, and walked to the gate. Then, he ordered his subordinates at the side, “Let’s go.” 

No one noticed that a tiny drop of tear came out of Christopher’s eyes and dissipated in the thick smoke and blazing flames. 

Jennifer had almost recovered, so Christopher sent her back to the Chaser residence. 

After returning to the Faraday family’s mansion, Christopher locked himself in his room alone. 

He did not turn on the lights. 

He was shrouded in total darkness. 

Until now, Christopher still could not believe that Oneida was really dead. 

He never thought she would die, nor did he want her to die. 

Nonetheless, everything had happened. 

Christopher took a deep breath. He felt stuffy as if the anxiety in his heart would not fade away. 

He took a few steps forward despondently and seemed to bump into something. 

Crash! 

The sound of glass breaking was heard. 

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Chapter 145 

Christopher could not see anything since he did not turn on the lights. 

He hurriedly pressed the switch and realized he bumped into a large jar of paper cranes. 

The huge glass jar containing the paper cranes had shattered into pieces. 

The paper cranes inside the jar fell out and scattered all over the floor. 

There were 10,000 paper cranes here. 

All of them were made by Oneida for him. 

In the past, Oneida asked Christopher what gift he wanted the day before his birthday. 

Christopher did not want her gift at all. However, Oneida kept pestering him relentlessly. 

In order to send Oneida away, Christopher made things difficult for her. He deliberately told her that he wanted 10,000 paper cranes and that she had to make them herself. 

Christopher thought that by doing so, Oneida would finally give up. 

Much to his surprise, Oneida brought over 10,000 paper cranes on his birthday. 

Oneida told him with a smile that she made each of the paper cranes herself. 

She also asked Christopher if he liked her gift. 

At that time, he merely replied to her coldly, “It was so–so.” 

Despite his indifferent reply, Christopher still accepted her gift. Then, he put the jar of paper cranes in his room. 

Now, the glass jar was completely shattered. All the paper cranes had fallen to the floor. 

Despite himself, Christopher squatted down and began to pick up the paper cranes one by one. 

He casually found a jar and stuffed all the paper cranes he picked up inside. 

There were countless paper cranes scattered on the floor. 

Nevertheless, Christopher bent down and picked them up one by one patiently. 

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After picking up all the fallen paper cranes, he took the jar and sat on the bed while leaning against the headboard. 

Christopher shut his eyes, thoughts running through his mind like a kaleidoscope. 

All he could see was Oneida. 

In his vision, Christopher saw Oneida smiling. He also saw her dejected, calm, and spirited expressions. 

She would look at him with her sparkling eyes and ask, “Christopher, why can’t you like me a little?” 

Moreover, she would look at Christopher energetically and say eagerly, “How is it, Christopher? I’m pretty good at it, right?” 

She would look crestfallen in front of him. “Christopher, why are you… I’m feeling sad…” 

“Christopher, Christopher.” His ears were filled with the voice of Oneida calling him. 

Christopher grabbed the paper cranes in his hand tightly as a tear fell from the gap between his eyelashes. 

“Why does it hurt so much?” he wondered. 

Christopher felt as though his heart was being grasped by someone’s hand. His heart ached. 

It was so painful and it hurt like hell. 

“Tell me, Oneida. Why does it hurt so much?” he wondered. 

Just like that, Christopher drifted off. 

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The next morning, when the servant realized that Christopher did not show up for a long time, he came to the room and opened the door. 

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